I go to the docs on 16 January to get a blood check and
hopefully a thumbs up. Well I still have this damn cough hanging around and while
it doesn’t frighten me, it does remind me that things aren’t the way they once
were. I’m hoping the blood work will tell me where I am on the immune-deficiency
spectrum.
That’s kind of a big deal. Everyone at work is sick and
coughing and hacking and yack, yack, yack. There’s a whole building of people I’m
trying to avoid, so I got permission to work from home. That’s pretty cool. I
guess that is the survivor lesson. If people are coughing and sneezing and
brining kids around, run for you life. Because, that is exactly what you’re
doing.
Don’t forget I’m the guy that was rushed to the hospital for
neutropenia a while back. I ain’t going down that road any time soon So that is
– as they – that.
You always hear stories about somebody catching something that
turns into pneumonia and it kills them. Not this boy. I’m taking every
precaution I can until I hear from the doc that my immune system is okay.
Until then I am going to be super cautious and unreasonably
germaphobic (if that’s even a word).
I guess that’s it for now.
Peace,
Bill
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