Today I went for a check up with my doctor. I needed a new allergy medicine (now that Allegra has stopped doing its job for my nose) and a TB test. No, I haven’t been jet setting off to Paris lately, it’s just that I need the test for student teaching. Anyway, when I was being given the test, my doctor told me that he assumed that I would test negative. However, on the off chance that I didn’t, “It would be in your best interest to get a chest x-ray before the TB eats your lung off.” Thanks. When I go screaming into his office that “I have TB!! I have TB!!” in 48 hours, you’ll know why.
P.S. The reason I haven’t been blogging much lately is because my great uncle has been in the hospital. He isn’t doing well. The man’s 94, has congestive heart failure, pneumonia, and a fractured back. Yet, he’s still more active than I am on any given Saturday. He is He-Man. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers. I appreciate it.
How did he fracture his back?? Good thoughts and vibes going out…
He fell. Thanks for the happy thoughts.