Wednesday, 4 April 2012

And the diagnosis is .... Pneumonia

So I don't think this actually means that I didn't have the flu, but what I did have resulted in me getting pneumonia in my left lung.  I'm going to stick with my vows in the previous posts to not use the word flu in a minimal way in the future as I believe that is what got me here.

From a life standpoint point of view, this all makes sense.  My brother Rick hit me in the left eyebrow with a shovel.  Couldn't write left handed.  I was never really good dribbling with my left hand.  Couldn't bat or throw left handed very well.  The prescription for my left eye is definitely stronger than the one needed for my right.  Voting toward the left?  We all know how that direction hasn't resonated with me.  My last symptom with this illness was to develop some red bumps on my back, nearly all of which appeared on the left side.  Suspicious?!  I say no.  This was a conspiracy from the left that goes back as far as my childhood.  If there was ever a lung that was going to get pneumonia, it was that one...

The prognosis and approach seems pretty simple.  Take the antibiotic originally prescribed twice as much and rest for 4 weeks.  So Martha is off to re-up my prescription and ........hold on a minute........The only words where 4 weeks and Joe Rames should appear in the same sentence are related to paternity leaves.  Resting for 4 hours is somewhat challenging!!!

We're at the point of trying to define what "rest for 4 weeks" really means.  The definition comes somewhere in between:

  1. Joe doesn't do any work or exert himself for 4 weeks, and
  2. Joe continues to work and exert himself as he has been doing for the past few decades.
Like most complex problems in life and the world, the answer is somewhere between the two positions and the devil is in these details.  Hired to represent position #1 will be Martha.  Representing position #2 will be Joe himself, desperately trying to avoid being yet another living example of the old adage, "He who represents himself has a fool for a client."

On the road to recovery, no doubt.  No clue what road we're actually on.

1 comment:

  1. At some point, you are going to let us know that you actually did survive, right?

    Miss you all (especially the second Sunday of the month!)

    ~terri weiler

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