Still no diagnosis, but at least this time they hit the spot with a nice cocktail of drugs. They gave me a high dosage of an anti-inflammatory, another big anti-biotic, some spectacular narcotic of a pain killer and one other wonder drug. I was able to eat dinner and even enjoy a home made brownie... I must be on the road to getting better.
My culture results should be in tomorrow, and if there are nothing definitive there then they will refer me to an ENT specialist. But as long as I can eat and breath I'm better than I was this morning.
Hey wait... what was in those brownies?
The paradox of insular language
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We often develop slang or codewords to keep the others from understanding
what we’re saying. Here’s an example (thanks BK) of the lengths that some
are goi...
3 years ago
1 comments:
sounds like someone is going to need some kind of detox when they are all better.
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