Well, it came for the first time in almost a decade. I have a cold. It is day four.
My dad always said that a cold is:
3 days coming
3 days here
3 days going
If it lasts longer than that, something else is cooking. I don’t want anything cooking in my newly good lungs.
The PFTs and CT Scan that were scheduled for Wednesday have been reschueuled for two weeks from now and I sent a FAX to Dr. K. to let her know the bad news. This may really send me backwards or even into the hospital if it goes to my lungs.
All plans must be changed. No rehab. Nothing but staying in and resting.
Boring. Scary.
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