I just got over a bad case of MRSA - started with boils in my nostrils then spread to the corners of my mouth. I thought it was cold sores for a long time, until I started getting a bad rash and pimples all down my cheeks from the corners of my mouth down to my chin. Then it started at the outside edges of my eyes. It burned so bad it felt like acid was on my face. I got a lot of help from the remedies here, particularly the tumeric. I swabbed the inside of my nose with a mixture of glycerine, tee tree oil, Grapefruit seed extract and Thieves from Youngs Living essential oils, and added some calendula oil. I also sprayed my face with hydrogen peroxide and colloidal silver. My eyes were a particularly tricky area and what I found to be extremely effective was dunking my face in a bowl of cold ozonated water. I used an inexpensive water ozonator and ozanted cold water for about 15 minutes, then dunked my entire face, holding my breath for as long as possible. I repeated this for about 10 minutes - about as long as the ozone lasts before is becomes oxygen. It was very soothing for my skin and immediately relieved the burning. The rash around my eyes cleared up after the first try.
The other thing I found very helpful, which I have not seen listed here, is zinc oxide ointment - particularly the diaper ointment by Burts Bees - it has zinc oxide, Vits E & A as well as a number of herbs. I put this on my face at night and it really soothed the burning so I could sleep. But the best thing was it dried out the oozing and really sped up the healing process.
Thanks so much for this site - I hope my experiences and suggestions can help someone as much as others have helped me.
Replied By Shari (Richmond, Va, Usa) on 07/30/2010
I was diagnosed with MRSA a few months back, and, since then, have been plagued with the most painful boils under both of my armpits. The initial treatment was to have the ER doctor lance and pack the boil (which was NOT very pleasant, and more painful than I ever planned on experiencing again), and administer antibiotics (which did not make any sense to me, given the fact that MRSA is caused by antibiotic resistence). Since the doctor offered no hope, no cure, and no alternative treatment, I have taken to treating my own boils (successfully, I might add). When I get a new boil, I use (1) Silver Sol (which is an extremely effective, nontoxic silver solution that is available in a couple of brands that I know of) topically, as well as internally; (2) a tumeric paste - made with tumeric (yes, the grocery store spice), honey, and extra virgin olive oil, or (3) a combination of the two. The applications have helped to immediately alleviate the pain, as well as allowed a quick healing time from the boils. The one drawback is that, since my boils are sometimes extremely large, they rarely ever burst and drain, and when they do, it's only been a small amount. This last time around, I set out to find a method of bursting them, so that they could drain, and (perhaps! ) not return. Since I can take the Silver Sol internally to kill bacteria, I have it in my mind that, if I can get this darn puss out of my body, I can perhaps kill these germs once and for all (I'll let you know how that goes! ). My friend told me about an old-wives'-tale method of using the membrane from the inside of an egg. She had used the method on her daughter's boil just the previous week, and it had worked well. Well, being the adventerous soul that I am, I immediately went downstairs, and began cracking eggs. As I was instructed, I cracked the egg, pulled the membrane out of the shells, applied the membrane to my armpits, and covered the areas with a well-sealed bandage. I went to bed that night, and I didn't feel much happening, except a little twinge here and there during the night. The next day I got up, and promptly removed the bandages - and nothing. So I called my friend, and I complained that it had not worked. She laughed at me and said, "You have to leave it on longer than just one night, DoDo! " Ok; so back to the drawing board. That night, I reapplied the concoction to my armpits, and resolved myself to smelling like a rotten, dried-up egg for the rest of the week. My friend said that it had taken about 5 days for it to work on her daughter, and, it being 108 degrees here WITHOUT the heat index, I pretty much expected to have to stay by myself during the work week. So I allowed this thing to stay for an entire week, Saturday to Saturday, without changing the bandages, and without taking a shower (I wasn't exactly sure what the proper protocol was, and I just wanted this thing to work! ). At the end of the week, I took the thing off, and. . . Nothing. Ok, so I, by nature, am a pretty tenacious person. I decided that, if this thing could work for my friend's daughter, then there was just NO way it was NOT going to work for me! It's not really ENTIRELY true the NOTHING happened; the only thing I noticed was that my boils had gotten larger (maybe this was because the puss was being drawn up towards the egg???). So this time, I waited a week (so that I wouldn't be banned from work for smelling like I had rolled around in some rotting food products) and I went back to showering every day (I'm sure my co-workers appreciated me for this). The following weekend, I went back to applying the egg membrane to my underarms. As luck would have it, the weather turned a bit milder this week. It had rained a couple of times, and the temperature during the times when I was outside (very early in the morning, while heading to work; and in the evenings, after work) was only in the lower hundreds (YOU might not appreciate the difference there, but I have learned to adapt). This time, I was able to keep the thing on for the majority of the week without a huge amount of odor (though I must admit that there was a couple of times when I felt the need to apply my natural deordorant to the areas around the bandage! ). I think somewhere around Monday-Tuesday, I began to realize that something had happened at some point, but I didn't really have the time to investigate. Wednesday, I got to the point where I would at least look at the bandage, and I noticed that the bandage had some dried blood (or something) on it that I could see from the outside. On Thursday (last night), things had calmed down a little in my household, and I was actually able to attend to my wounds. What I discovered was that the large boil under my right arm HAD actually popped, and there was a large hole in its place. My friend had told me to expect this, so I didn't feel the need to freak out. I was actually pretty pleased to see the large gaping hole in my skin, which is a testament to Darwin's theory of evolution and survival of the fittest. The area was flat, and there was no pain. The smaller boil under my left arm had also, apparently, popped, but I had difficulty identifying the hole there. No matter; I was still pleased. So, that night, of course, I walked around my house telling everyone that I came in contact with that my boil had popped, and waiting for them to cheer enthusiastically for me over my victory (only my 13-yr-old son managed to pull that one off, but I have no illusions over the placation there). Today (literally) I am boil-free, and there were no scalpels involed! Take THAT, modern medicine!