A whirlwind week of medical tests ended in a couple of days in hospital. I didn’t need the distraction or the drama, but man it’s nice to be forced to have a break.
Went to the GP with a list of intermittent minor problems:
- Nausea after poopies
- Sore hip
- Unimportant occasional slight shortness of breath when exercising
I suggested the GP choose two out of the three. He picked 2 and 3. Apparently breathing issues are existential, and poopies are just poopies. Ah well, next time, poopies! He sent me off for bloodwork, as well as a chest x-ray, a hip x-ray and an ultrasound.
The blood results suggested clotting. Is there anything blood doesn’t know? Anyway now I needed a chest MRI. So I got one!
Long story short, the radiologist said it’s multiple pulmonary emboli. Hang on, that’s called pulmonary embolism or blood clots in your lungs! He told me to go to emergency immediately. I was pretty sure he knew better than me about such matters, so I complied.
Yay! Here I am enjoying myself immensely in hospital, thinking about delicious hospital sandwiches.
So I had a lovely overnight staycation. Lots of lovely doctors and nurses put up with me for the night and sent me out with a treatment plan and a promise of improvement.
Yes it’s somewhat serious! But not “cancel the show” serious. Some slight modifications will be required, but hopefully it will be largely unchanged. A bit less jumping, perhaps.
It’s also not “cancel your holiday” serious. Here I am getting ready to learn some lines beside a pool somewhere.
PS: The nausea is probably lactose intolerance. The sore hip is gluteus minimus tendonosis.
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