Upper Respiratory Infection - 3 LB - 0
Outside of actual injury, as I have broken a small bone or two during my career in all manner of exciting ways. . .
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I almost never call in sick. When I do, it's for a single day, I try not and whine about it.
Not today, what was a dry cough yesterday during the afternoon turned into an attempt to circulate motor oil in my lungs throughout the night and I'll probably stay home tomorrow as well.
It reminded of a morning about 3 years ago.
That particular morning, I woke up wheezing, with this heavy weight on my chest, and the room full light. The heavy weight was NOT congestion or heart issues. (Since I kept a camera bedside for those often hilarious 4 a.m. "Barkley tries to wake Mom" moments, I snapped what was in my view).
It was a 90 pound lab laying on top of me and all the covers, with his face to mine, and an expression that said "are you OK? are you OK?", for I know I coughed most of the night until I finally fell asleep with him laying on the floor by the bed instead of out on the couch where he normally sleeps.
By that evening I was sounding like a demented air compressor so while a girlfriend came over to watch Barkley I went to the ER for horse pill antibiotics and an inhaler. I'd be good as new, until the next week.
I wasn't in with the respiratory issue but something else. For I had got a little puncture injury to a lower extremity while squirreling. I cleaned it up, put a bandage on it, no muss, no fuss. Went back to squirreling. It hurt but it was hardly more than a sharp poke, though it was pretty tender and sore over the weekend. On the next Monday it was really sore. The day after that, it was swollen so much my foot looked like a sheep.
Is she making fun of us?
Sometimes I wish I'd majored in romance languages, I'd know less. But I didn't, so I went to the ER, explaining I believed I had complications from an injury.
It wasn't long before I was in an exam room.
How did the injury occur? - I tell her, one eyebrow goes up, she doesn't call people into the room to point or laugh, that's always good.
Are you diabetic? No.
Have you used birth control pills long term? No, bad Netflix choices and a limited bar at home always seemed to do the trick.
Are you on any medications? - Gummy vitamins in my desk on days I don't get to eat right. I had a Fred and a Wilma yesterday. Daily glucosamine and fish oil.
I was told "we'll have a nurse practitioner in here in a minute" as I took my slipper off for her (there was no getting a shoe on it, even one of my post torn miniscus ones that look like something Mickey Mouse would wear.) She didn't say anything but an MD quickly showed up.
The pathophysiology was not a surprise. There was an intimal injury to a vein from trauma and a bacterial infection, which caused swelling, with the end result being a blood clot (thrombosis) inside the vein. So - I get to spend a few days doing something I do NOT do very well. Take it easy. With my foot elevated so that the clot didn't try and head north and throw a party in my lungs. A friend walked Barkley and the rest of the time he just sat there and gave me "the look".
I can't take you ANYWHERE Mom.
I was good. I went home and took all of my medications. I didn't play contact football or juggle knifes. I did not dangle my legs off of a tall chair all afternoon playing Angry Birds. And I got better and haven't seen a doctor in the last three years since but for a yearly checkup and mammogram.
So today - I am NOT going to complain - this is just a cold.
And besides, I have Abby who I know will be so concerned, she'll let me sit on the futon next to her like Barkley used to where she can keep an eye on me.
Stay safe and warm folks and we'll check back with you tomorrow.