My mom and aunt came in to say good night. They spent a good part of the day cleaning my kitchen and helping Jess with her room, including a plan to move the furniture so her room will be more functional. We were talking about my leg and the infection. With this antibiotic I really want to barf, so I am eating not a lot. Enough, but light foods. I told her I have 2 days of antibiotics, and that I see the doctor on Monday for a follow up. Then I told her that one of the 2 bacteria was the flesh eating one. The flu shot 2 days before weakened my immune system enough for it to creep into a sore and take hold. I could have lost my leg if I had ignored the infection. I feel so BLESSED to have all of your prayers, and I know that my grandparents are watching over me through all of this. It was hard to hold her while she cried, but I am so glad that I CAN hold her and hug her. (I was starting to feel like a leper in the hospital - everyone who came in had to be in a gown and gloves - and a mask the first 2 days. They couldn't touch me otherwise. So when the kids and husband and my parents came to visit they couldn't hug me or anything. That was hard - you never realize how much touch means until you can't touch anyone. Anyway, it was a good cry. We had a good talk. We both needed it. I am sad I made her cry, but so thankful that I have her and that she cares.