It's been a long time. Not long enough.

It's been a few months since my son Elliot has had MRSA so I was hopefully we had finally gotten rid of it. Boy was I wrong.
Elliot came down with a cold, a vicious horrible strain that I have never seen before. He wouldn't eat, sleep or drink anything. He cried all day and doesn't want to be put down. It is driving me and his father bananas.
I am functioning on 4 hours of sleep in the last two days.
Anyway, right smack dab in the middle of his vicious cold he gets a MRSA boil in the middle of his chest.
Are you serious? Why there? I was so shocked when I saw that.I really don't understand how this crap works.

To make matters even worse he started to get a swollen eye. Again.

 Holy shit warning bells went off in my head when is saw that and all the memories of the hospitalization and the struggle we went through just makes me want to puke.. I am so nervous and so nauseous. I have been sitting here feeling like I am going to have a panic attack or something. I am so worried about how he's going to act when he wakes up because lately he's been waking up screaming & crying and I can't calm him down. He's never happy anymore. I feel like I am in the twilight zone and I don't know when this will end. I haven't been this scared in a long time.

We took him to the doctor and he gave him eye drops and septra, I told him about Elliot being super fussy but he didn't say much and told me to call his office tomorrow if things worsen. 

If anyones reading this, I am so exhausted.
I hated MRSA.