Day 222:
I am death warmed over today, Conor. And here, in yesterday's post I was going on and on about how strong I am and how I'm a quick healer. And while that's certainly true, something's got me, Boy'O, and I've spent the better part of 2 days lying in bed shaking and sweating.
A trip to the Doc's didn't state anything unequivocally; I don't have strep though, so that's nice. However, the two things they do want to keep an eye on for the next 24 hours are Kidney Stones (which I've had for years but never passed), and Appendicitis which, if it is that, would obviously require surgery. And a only days before a week at the beach... Here's hoping for kidney stones! (ugh...)
I'm in bed again even now, watching baseball and trying like hell to put away as much water as my bladder will allow. Simply getting out of bed is as painful as knee surgery, and anytime I move I start sweating again...
Okay okay, enough whining. I'm a tough guy, I can take it!
In other news I was able to get the faithful Tahoe into the body shop today, Son. She's been as good to us as any car I've ever owned. Better even. I've had the vehicle for 7 years, 130,000 miles, two accidents, a bunch of door dings, and a ton of memories. Oh the memories... So naturally she's deserving of a face lift and, in this life Conor, it's not what you know, it's who you know... We have a friend who owns a body shop and detailing service and, aside from the two claims to the bumper and the fender, our friend Ron has agreed to pull all the dents throughout the car AND detail her for NO CHARGE! So, provided I don't have appendicitis (and I don't believe I do) we'll be riding pretty into the beach on Saturday, Boy'O.
Here's to your health, Lion Heart! I love you...
-Dad
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