So the tall boy and I spent some quality time last weekend with our old pals at the Virginia Hospital Center. People, can I just say that I have taken this exact photograph far too many damned times? Worried about the possibility of another lung collapse, the ER doctor kept him through the night for observation -- and as a bonus, he got to add more x-rays and another CT scan to his collection.
And just how sad is it that we were thrilled with a diagnosis of pleurisy? Painful enough to require narcotics, this diagnosis has the added benefit of making the tall boy feel like he has stepped into a Dickens novel. Maybe next we'll find out he has dropsy. Just as long as they stay away from the "consumption" diagnosis. That one we can live without.
Oh Liz...sorry. I've had pleurisy before, when I was in high school. It was so painful. Tell Tall Boy to get well really soon!
ReplyDeletePoor guy! I hope he's feeling better soon!
ReplyDeleteOMG, I had pleurisy years ago when I had pneumonia. I thought I was having a heart attack but that my heart had dropped down to the bottom of my ribcage. But I was pretty certain it was a heart attack. When I found out it was pleurisy, I said, "No, I'm only 38. Pleurisy is something old people get, isn't it?"
ReplyDeleteHope he feels better soon.
This is not good at all. I hope your tall boy recovers soon and is not in too much pain.
ReplyDeleteTall boy here -- I am well! Thanks for the kind thoughts and well wishes.
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