The Giants. Almost cause me to have a heart attack but they won. We finally climbed into bed and drifted off around 10:00. Suddenly at 2AM, I was awake for over two hours. Too excited to sleep. It was a long night and I will be dragging all day.
The storm. It looks terrifying. We heard from our friend in Raleigh who is expecting to be hit with lots of wind and rain later today.
The lungs. Feeling good. Breathing well. The other rehab is going to see me early this morning for a hard workout before spending the day with mom.
The vote. We filled in our mail-in ballots yesterday and will mail them today. VOTE.
The phone call. Dave, who built our fence for us two years ago, phoned Saturday morning to ask about pulmonary rehab. He had just been diagnosed with COPD after seeing his primary doctor for over a year. He had been actually bleeding from his lungs. COPD? No bronchoscopy. No biopsy. No CT Scan. No series of PFTs but just one test for lung capacity. He was finally seeing a pulmonologist for the first time on Thursday. I told him not to worry about rehab yet, let's get a proper diagnosis and worry about the cause when we find out what it is. He felt he is ill due to an exposure at work. Very possible. But, he was a longtime smoker who quit over a year ago. His doctor had discounted his lung disease because he was a smoker. He was talking about disability and not being able to work. We talked a bit about that whole process. Dave was an older father with a very young son who is in the 1st grade. I heard a lot of fear in his voice. I hope I was able to give him good information to carry with him to the pulmonologist on Thursday.
Dear Readers on the East Coast. Stay high and dry. It is going to be a rough few days.
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