It started as a small patch of red skin on my shoulder. I thought little of it, but within days the area had spread, growing more red and inflamed. I went to the hospital to get it checked and I was diagnosed with Cellulitis.
At first, I was frightened. I did not know what to expect, but the doctors assured me that they would do everything they could to help me. I took a course of antibiotics and was placed on a strict regime of hot compresses to reduce the swelling.
Day by day, I felt the infection slowly heal. I was in constant pain and discomfort, but I was determined to overcome the infection. I made sure to eat healthily and take care of myself, so I could recover as quickly as possible.
The treatment had worked and eventually I was infection-free. Although the infection had weakened me physically, it had also made me mentally and emotionally stronger. I was relieved to be on the other side of this illness, and grateful for all the support I had received.