Thursday, August 10, 2006

Prolonged Suspense

The rheumatologist can't see me for another three weeks.

To get a jump on things, I'm going up to the student health center tomorrow to get screened for Lyme disease. If that's what I've got, at least I'll be able to start the antibiotics that much sooner.

At this point, I'm almost hoping that some wayward tick found its way onto my skin—I like things that have a) an explanation and b) a cure.

I think it's unlikely, though. I don't remember getting bitten. I haven't seen any sign of a bull's-eye rash. And if I had a fever, it eluded me completely. Maybe it was camouflaged by my hot flashes. . . .

Today, in addition to my joint pain, I've got some serious soreness around my left shoulder blade, where my physical therapist did some major manipulation yesterday. She said it might feel a bit "tenderized" afterward. Well, you can pretty much throw me on the grill at this point.

I should be pretty tasty. After all, I've got those extra 10 pounds of residual flab working for me these days. And it's all about the marbling, right?

1 Comments:

Blogger Rosemary Knower said...

i haven't had a chance to read in a while--no papers, no books, no blogs, just slog down to um and back up and unpack and do it again
and that absolutely made my day
having just fended maddy while cyrus put the bed together during his brief visit last wednesday, i am especially drawn to the brilliant description of the absurdly empowered teenager and the motivated four year old
but as they so loathsomely, perpetually, and inaccurately say, it's all good

August 14, 2006 5:59 AM  

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