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Here is some background information. It is lengthy, but relevant to my log, so bear with me.
The past six months have been an absolute nightmare for me. August of 2023 I tore my left pectoral tendon and had to have major surgery to repair it. I was put on a wound vac to help accelerate healing and was bound to a sling. After returning home from the hospital to recover, I made it around two weeks before I noticed the wound beginning to become inflamed and hot to the touch. It kept getting worse and was very painful. One night when I was in the shower the heat from the water was too much for the wound. Without even touching it, it burst and puss and other nasty liquids erupted all over the shower and there was a sense of temporary relief.
The following day I called my surgeon to tell him what happened and he directed me to go to the hospital at once. I told them what happened and I was informed I had a very bad infection. Tests were done and it was determined that I had a staph infection which required emergency surgery to clean the wound and remove the infected tissue and remaining infection. I was on antibiotics for the next two months and left in the care of a home health nurse who came three times per week.
Little did I know until a month later that wound care totally fucked me. A piece of gauze that was used for packing the wound was left in my shoulder. I told them what I thought I saw and was told that the gauze wasn't actually gauze and it was a piece of tendon, because it could definitely be mistaken for a tendon by the way it looked and was almost healed over. I could see the texture of the material and told them their answer was bull shit. The home health nurse agreed with the doctor.
I took matters into my own hands and procured some sterile tweezers from the nurse, went into the bedroom so I could look in the mirror and began to gently pull at the "tendon." I was not surprised when, slowly but surely, the packing material began to come out of the wound in one 3x3 inch intact piece. Behind it, a disgusting stream of puss began to ooze out of my shoulder. The material was completely yellow and smelled, and green, and absolutely horrible. I returned to the hospital the next day where wound care irrigated and cleaned the area and burned the whole with something resembling a large match.
Fast forward to mid August 2024 and I started running fever for the next two weeks and there wasn't an explanation why. I started feeling terrible and began to hallucinate and start losing weight. This progressed until my liver was at almost completely shot, my kidneys were almost shut, completely down, my heart was dangerously strained, and I had rhabdo. I went septic. Everything went dark and I was sedated and put on the ventilator for four days. This all happened very fast and blood work was started before I was put on the vent. Cultures came back and my wife was informed that I had a severe MRSA blood infection (bacteremia) and there was a bacterial vegetative growth on my heart and the infection was spread all throughout my body.
It was determined by the infectious disease team that this was a chronic hospital acquired MRSA infection that was picked up from my shoulder surgery and/or the gauge that I spoke of earlier. I was in the hospital for close to three months total receiving round-the-clock super harsh, extremely potent and receiving IV antibiotics that I was allergic to. Being allergic, I was on IV fluids for the entirety of my hospitalization to keep my body flushed out enough to tolerate the antibiotics. I hallucinated for almost a month straight and thought the hospital and its staff were trying to kill me and talk me into into asking for assisted suicide in order to save the hospital money, and all kinds of far out there crazy shit. I was brought back from death twice and was emaciated due to not being able to eat and hold anything down. I was 145 pounds, too weak to stand on my own, and a shell of the man I once was.
By the grace of God, I survived, but was in a condition that looked like I was a dead man walking. It is now February and I am back to normal, healthy, and able to begin truly training hard again.That brings me here, basically starting over, and wanting to keep a log of my progress for encouragement and building back up my self-confidence, because I have been in a pretty damn depressed state for months and I'm ready to pull myself out of this cynical, demeaning state of mind.
My current stats:
37 years old
175 pounds
6'0" tall
Body Fat is around 15% by estimation
5 years of heavy weight training with 3.5 years of PED use.
My diet hasn't been the best as of late, but I know how to diet properly to regain my strength and physique. This will not be an issue for me as long as I can make myself eat enough.
I am on 450 mg of test u every two weeks with 500 IUs of HCG EOD to maintain fertility for my TRT regimen and I will be incorporating a few extra compounds into this cycle to bulk back up regain strength. See below for compounds:
100 mg test prop EOD
100 mg NPP EOD
150 mg EQ every 3.5 days to stimulate appetite
50 mg proviron split into two 25 mg doses daily to help increase free t
Possibly 50 mg anavar daily with bloodwork checked at week 6 to check liver numbers
4 IUs HGH every night before bed
12.5 mg aromasin EOD
Men's multivitamin
Twice or three times weekly b-12/carnitine injections due mainly to deficiency
500-1000 mg tudca for liver support
Plan for training split as of now is going to be a standard daily alternating upper body day, lower body day 5-6 days per week with some light cardio thrown in a few days per week that's not super taxing on my heart.
Training begins tomorrow, Monday, February 17. I've never really kept a log like this before, so this is going to be a new experience that I'm really looking forward to. I will post some beginning pictures tomorrow to show where I'm at after the state I've been in. My upper body held up fairly well considering everything I went through, but my lower body really needs a lot of attention. The rhabdo did a number on the lower half. Hopefully, the lost muscle mass will return quicker than I think it will. Wish me luck. Training begins soon.
The past six months have been an absolute nightmare for me. August of 2023 I tore my left pectoral tendon and had to have major surgery to repair it. I was put on a wound vac to help accelerate healing and was bound to a sling. After returning home from the hospital to recover, I made it around two weeks before I noticed the wound beginning to become inflamed and hot to the touch. It kept getting worse and was very painful. One night when I was in the shower the heat from the water was too much for the wound. Without even touching it, it burst and puss and other nasty liquids erupted all over the shower and there was a sense of temporary relief.
The following day I called my surgeon to tell him what happened and he directed me to go to the hospital at once. I told them what happened and I was informed I had a very bad infection. Tests were done and it was determined that I had a staph infection which required emergency surgery to clean the wound and remove the infected tissue and remaining infection. I was on antibiotics for the next two months and left in the care of a home health nurse who came three times per week.
Little did I know until a month later that wound care totally fucked me. A piece of gauze that was used for packing the wound was left in my shoulder. I told them what I thought I saw and was told that the gauze wasn't actually gauze and it was a piece of tendon, because it could definitely be mistaken for a tendon by the way it looked and was almost healed over. I could see the texture of the material and told them their answer was bull shit. The home health nurse agreed with the doctor.
I took matters into my own hands and procured some sterile tweezers from the nurse, went into the bedroom so I could look in the mirror and began to gently pull at the "tendon." I was not surprised when, slowly but surely, the packing material began to come out of the wound in one 3x3 inch intact piece. Behind it, a disgusting stream of puss began to ooze out of my shoulder. The material was completely yellow and smelled, and green, and absolutely horrible. I returned to the hospital the next day where wound care irrigated and cleaned the area and burned the whole with something resembling a large match.
Fast forward to mid August 2024 and I started running fever for the next two weeks and there wasn't an explanation why. I started feeling terrible and began to hallucinate and start losing weight. This progressed until my liver was at almost completely shot, my kidneys were almost shut, completely down, my heart was dangerously strained, and I had rhabdo. I went septic. Everything went dark and I was sedated and put on the ventilator for four days. This all happened very fast and blood work was started before I was put on the vent. Cultures came back and my wife was informed that I had a severe MRSA blood infection (bacteremia) and there was a bacterial vegetative growth on my heart and the infection was spread all throughout my body.
It was determined by the infectious disease team that this was a chronic hospital acquired MRSA infection that was picked up from my shoulder surgery and/or the gauge that I spoke of earlier. I was in the hospital for close to three months total receiving round-the-clock super harsh, extremely potent and receiving IV antibiotics that I was allergic to. Being allergic, I was on IV fluids for the entirety of my hospitalization to keep my body flushed out enough to tolerate the antibiotics. I hallucinated for almost a month straight and thought the hospital and its staff were trying to kill me and talk me into into asking for assisted suicide in order to save the hospital money, and all kinds of far out there crazy shit. I was brought back from death twice and was emaciated due to not being able to eat and hold anything down. I was 145 pounds, too weak to stand on my own, and a shell of the man I once was.
By the grace of God, I survived, but was in a condition that looked like I was a dead man walking. It is now February and I am back to normal, healthy, and able to begin truly training hard again.That brings me here, basically starting over, and wanting to keep a log of my progress for encouragement and building back up my self-confidence, because I have been in a pretty damn depressed state for months and I'm ready to pull myself out of this cynical, demeaning state of mind.
My current stats:
37 years old
175 pounds
6'0" tall
Body Fat is around 15% by estimation
5 years of heavy weight training with 3.5 years of PED use.
My diet hasn't been the best as of late, but I know how to diet properly to regain my strength and physique. This will not be an issue for me as long as I can make myself eat enough.
I am on 450 mg of test u every two weeks with 500 IUs of HCG EOD to maintain fertility for my TRT regimen and I will be incorporating a few extra compounds into this cycle to bulk back up regain strength. See below for compounds:
100 mg test prop EOD
100 mg NPP EOD
150 mg EQ every 3.5 days to stimulate appetite
50 mg proviron split into two 25 mg doses daily to help increase free t
Possibly 50 mg anavar daily with bloodwork checked at week 6 to check liver numbers
4 IUs HGH every night before bed
12.5 mg aromasin EOD
Men's multivitamin
Twice or three times weekly b-12/carnitine injections due mainly to deficiency
500-1000 mg tudca for liver support
Plan for training split as of now is going to be a standard daily alternating upper body day, lower body day 5-6 days per week with some light cardio thrown in a few days per week that's not super taxing on my heart.
Training begins tomorrow, Monday, February 17. I've never really kept a log like this before, so this is going to be a new experience that I'm really looking forward to. I will post some beginning pictures tomorrow to show where I'm at after the state I've been in. My upper body held up fairly well considering everything I went through, but my lower body really needs a lot of attention. The rhabdo did a number on the lower half. Hopefully, the lost muscle mass will return quicker than I think it will. Wish me luck. Training begins soon.
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