Actually, don was right with that one. I cought c-diff from my dad, I was wiping his ass when he had it. Thought I was being hygienic enough...nope...About two weeks after he got his diagnosis. Boom, a red hot poker in my colon, seriously felt like I had a 200 degree pringles can running horizontal below my ribcage plus complete water shit. It's unfathomable how I'll I felt from it. Everything is slow, my brain was fucked.
You can smell it. There's a sweet smell in convalescent/care facilities that you've probably noticed. It's the shit. My doctor diddnt even wait for the shit test, just gave me the flagyl antibiotics after smelling it after walking into the exam room...
Diddnt work, finally got vancomycin three times and beat it.
The Saccharomyces boulardii saved my ass, found it mentioned online and took 3 caps twice a day with yogurt during my last regimen. I seriously think that it's what put me over the edge into recovery.
It's the most metal disease, fucking brutal...