The war is won
Yesterday I got confirmation from a very competent clinician that my infection has been eradicated. Or, if you prefer the military analogies, the Vancomycin troops with the help of the White Swarm Defence Agency have ended the attempted takeover of the Left Arm.
Dr. Portnoy, the infectious diseases doctor and very competent clinician also said that I could stop the antibiotics that were killing me. Part of the reason me going to see him was for him to give the okay. Thank God he did.
I also saw my oncologist today and he said that if my fever stopped spiking for 48 hours and that there was nothing else untoward happening, that I could safely start my chemo on Thursday. Same thing from the internal medicine resident. But I declined and decided to put it off a week. My mind can't handle all that stuff happening at once.
So I get a week off, with nothing in my arms but a stupid clot.