Erratica Reduex

So, after a night of fasting and worry in spite of my rational mind, and a quick, efficient doctor's visit, I am left with three things:

• The knowledge that my medical issue is inded the minor, if painful problem I thought it was. No cause for alarm.
  
  
• A really bad case of gas.
  
  
• A set of pictures which, my lovely wife has informed me in no uncertain terms, nobody will want to see.
  

The last confuses me a bit. After all, nobody wanted to see the pictures I retained after my root canal, or the x-rays of my oddly-shaped sinuses. OOne would think people would have more curiosity about biology.

In any case, I bow to the will of the majority. No pictures scanned and posted, no new livejournal icons. Just the relief of knowing I have a clean bill of health.

On the plus side, we get to move back home today, which will be nice. Hopefully the house won't be too mildewy, but in any case my weekened is going to be spent in cleaning up.  I can't thank sandpanther enough for putting us up on such short notice, as well as putting up with us.

On the negative, I have a follow up vist to a specialist fora medical problem I've been dealing with for a while, and has been keepingme awake recently.  It's probaby a minor problem, but the fact that they were willing to see me the next day is really twigging the hypochondriac in me.

And right now I'm getting more registrations in than I can process.  Bleh.

Wednesday, I thought that going to an evening examination for a county position with a bad case of the flu was about as bad as this week could get. But today put that in perspective.

Today started around 1:00 AM, with Sandy complaining of fever and chills, and escalated into her barely being able to walk when I took her to the clinic at 10:00 in the morning. Fortunately, the waiting room was only half filled, or I would have taken her to the emergency room.As it was, it was a half hour before we got shown into a room...where after a short examination, the doctor decided that Sandy needed an IV drip to deal with massive dehydration. It's a sign of how sick she was that Sandy, who normally has a phobia about needles, took the IV without a flinch...even after the nurse said in effect "Whoops! There goes the needle- fortunately you have another arm!"

The human body contains on average 5.6 liters of water; the nurse ended up giving sandy almost 1.2 liters of saline solution. We couldn't really figure out how she had gotten so dehydrated, except possibly from sweating it out over five days of fevers. But on the good side, after spending nearly five hours at the clinic, she felt better: the dizziness and chills faded, and I was able to take her home, where I'm being careful to keep her- and myself- well hydrated as we wait out the worst flu I've seen in years.

We didn't go to the clinic in time to get any antivirals, so we can only deal with the symptoms- but fortunately, we got there in time to get a room (the place filled up FAST after us), and in time to keep Sandy from getting much sicker.

And that's something to be grateful for.