I spent most of Saturday playing the world’s greatest indoor sport – feeling sorry for myself. Today is looking much better. Not sure why the wheels came off for a day. My apologies. I thought about deleting the post, as I’m embarrassed, but it is what it is and part of a much longer record for my family. Even I have a breaking point.
Part of the problem may have been a virus. I’ve had chills and low-grade fevers and sweating like I’m detoxing from years of substance abuse – not that I know what that’s like but I have seen it in the movies. 🙂 At least one of the doctors believes I have a virus. That’s the easiest diagnosis for doctors to make. I didn’t have the heart to argue. She looked so happy making the diagnosis. Who am I to spoil her buzz? And in this case, I may have to agree. When I entered the ICU on Saturday, I remember the arrogant doctor there being sick. And there was one other staff member sick, though he denied it when I asked if he was sick. Liar, liar, hospital pants on fire. It was obvious.
Thank you for reading. Life is looking better from my knees today than from my back yesterday morning. Tomorrow will be even better.