Stupid C-Diff

Just when I thought I'd escaped visiting the hospital during my good week, that dang C-Diff (intestinal bacteria infection) decided to rear its ugly head. Thankfully, I have a very patient father-in-law who drove me to the NIH and waited with me for the test results and the antibiotics. The good news is that I'm not in any pain. I just have to add a few more pills to my around-the-clock regimen. At least I got to visit a few of my NIH friends while I was there!