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rivkaI stayed home from work again today. I woke up with a raging sore throat, tonsils so swollen I was having trouble swallowing, and a repeat of Tuesday's unfortunate inability to keep a cup of tea down. So I got an appointment with my doctor's partner for this afternoon. Rapid strep test came back negative, and he gave me samples of a prescription decongestant that's been phenomenal at un-swelling my tonsils. He also gave me permission to take twice the amount of ibuprofen recommended by the bottle. ("We give one ibuprofen to a 40-pound kid and two to an 80-pound kid. If you weigh 150, it doesn't surprise me that you're not getting much relief with two." I suspect that there's something wrong with that argument, but I went ahead and took four. I don't think I'll need to do that again, though, now that the swelling is down.)
I also called my doctor's nurse (the doctor herself was out sick today) and asked her to add a thyroid test to the lab slip for my repeat ANA. Thanks again, Mary. I'll keep you all posted. I must admit that it's weird to be hoping that Mr. Thyroid is slowly being destroyed by my immune system... but I know enough about hypothyroidism to know that it's reasonably benign and well-controllable. No promises for other mysterious things that could be messing up my labwork. And then a magic thyroid pill would lower my cholesterol and help me lose weight, and I wouldn't have to change my diet. *grin*
In happy baseball news: the Braves swept the Astros and will advance to the NLCS. They finally got their bats working. We're also cheering with all our might for the A's to demolish the Yankees, toward which they have already gotten a pretty good start. It's especially pleasurable because not only are the Yankees our mortal enemies, but the A's are my brother's team.
My brother and I are recent converts to baseball, having both fallen in love with baseball fans. It's nice to have someone else around who feels very much the way I do about the game: genuinely interested, genuinely appreciative, and yet with undertones of "My god, I enjoy a sport. How bizarre is that?" Our family doesn't know what to make of us - they're amused, but essentially mystified. I think American families are all supposed to be steeped in televised sports, but ours was not a sports-watching family. At all. Ever. Must have been weirder for my brother, growing up without that context, than me.
Our kids, of course, will be baseball fans. Heredity has to count for something.
I also called my doctor's nurse (the doctor herself was out sick today) and asked her to add a thyroid test to the lab slip for my repeat ANA. Thanks again, Mary. I'll keep you all posted. I must admit that it's weird to be hoping that Mr. Thyroid is slowly being destroyed by my immune system... but I know enough about hypothyroidism to know that it's reasonably benign and well-controllable. No promises for other mysterious things that could be messing up my labwork. And then a magic thyroid pill would lower my cholesterol and help me lose weight, and I wouldn't have to change my diet. *grin*
In happy baseball news: the Braves swept the Astros and will advance to the NLCS. They finally got their bats working. We're also cheering with all our might for the A's to demolish the Yankees, toward which they have already gotten a pretty good start. It's especially pleasurable because not only are the Yankees our mortal enemies, but the A's are my brother's team.
My brother and I are recent converts to baseball, having both fallen in love with baseball fans. It's nice to have someone else around who feels very much the way I do about the game: genuinely interested, genuinely appreciative, and yet with undertones of "My god, I enjoy a sport. How bizarre is that?" Our family doesn't know what to make of us - they're amused, but essentially mystified. I think American families are all supposed to be steeped in televised sports, but ours was not a sports-watching family. At all. Ever. Must have been weirder for my brother, growing up without that context, than me.
Our kids, of course, will be baseball fans. Heredity has to count for something.
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Date: 2001-10-12 08:48 pm (UTC)*bemused headshake* They're not like the Tampa Bay Devil Rays, you know, a team that's just no good. They're a team that could be good, a team that sometimes shows flashes of brilliance. A team that screws it up, sometimes in unbelievable ways, every time.
Good luck, Bunyip. You're a braver man than I. *grin*
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Date: 2001-10-15 04:30 am (UTC)Besides, my AFL (http://www.afl.com.au) team Essendon (http://www.essendonfc.com.au) made it to the Grand Final in Aussie Rules for the previous two years... winning in 2000, but not doing so this year, so there's also next year there. I'm also looking forward to seeing what Australia does over the summer back home in the cricket after a successful Ashes defense in the English summer.