You’ve probably noticed that blogging has slowed again. That infection
I’ve been fighting for the last five weeks has re-emerged, and I’m
under doctor’s orders to be as flat and unconscious as possible for a
while. No worries; I’ll be fine. I have a guy I trust working on it, and it really should be all done soon. Just don’t think I’ve abandoned the
blog if it just sits here for a while.
Incidentally, I’m on some shiny new meds with even more interesting possible — and (thank the FSM) unlikely — side effects than the last batch:
Difficulty breathing (well, who needs to breathe and sleep when they’re trying to heal?)
Mood changes
Nervousness
Increased appetite
Unusual weight gain (I assume that’s because of the appetite I’m about to have)
Indigestion (not a surprise)
Severe nausea
Muscle weakness
Prolonged sore throat (precisely the condition we’re trying to fix!)
Diarrhea
Hearing loss
Ringing in the ears
Swelling of the feet and legs, hands, face, lips, eyes, and/or tongue
Swelling of the throat (once again, precisely the problem)
Irregular heartbeat
More nausea
Blistered skin
More diarrhea
Dizziness
Hyperactivity (just what I need when I’m trying to rest)
Hoarseness
Black poop
Vomit that looks like coffee grounds
Well. This could be interesting. Bottoms up! We’ll hope for the best.
In addition, I am to avoid aspirin, antacids, and (weirdly enough) licorice. How odd.
I originally picked up this case of cooties, mind you, in a doctor’s office,
when I went in for a routine guy-in-his-40s health-maintenance thing.
This is called "iatrogenic" (doctor-induced) disease, and if memory
serves, the are studies which say about 25% of all medical problems in
the United States are iatrogenic.
I’d look up the exact stat, but you have Google if you’re curious.
Meanwhile, I have a pudu to post, some paying work I need to finish,
and then I need to be in bed.
See you in a few days with the usual litany of complaining and goofing around.