Aw, DJ. I'm so sorry.

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I'm sorry DJ. I wish I could do more

and just as an FYI, you 'adjust' to being short of breath. Most of the people I know that are asthmatic don't always recognizes how bad things are

Ok, cousin K just made a funny that actually made me lol. I posted the link to HHGTTG on facebook and other cousin K said "I know the answer!" To which first K responded "Darren Sharper."

Your cousins just made me laugh, too.

I am trying to decide whether to eat the other half of my tilapia filet or leave it for lunch.

Je suis le tired et le cranky.

Much surgery~ma to Frankenbuddha's brother and Grace.

Not to get all Blazing Saddles on ya, but ditto.

surgery ma is heading out form CA

Verdict Diagnosis: Pleurisy!

Dude, who GETS pleurisy?!? They tested my oxygen with that finger-monitor thingy (it was 100%), and Awesome Doctor listened to my lungs extensively and said there was NO wheezing and no junk (like lots of mucus) that would indicate pneumonia.

I asked him why the shortness of breath, and he said partially because I was trying to not cough and partially because the inflammation from pleurisy can put enough pressure on the lungs that they feel like they can't fully expand.

So. I got a steroid shot for the inflammation (in the ass; truefax: when I said, "I have to get a shot in the butt?!?", Awesome Doctor said, "Yep, you're getting a butt-shot!"), codeine* because my cough won't go away, and an antibiotic because (1) I've been sick for 3 weeks and (2) I am now blowing green stuff out of my nose. (I know green doesn't necessarily mean bacterial infection, but Awesome Doctor said he really thinks after 3 weeks of an illness that only got progressively worse, antibiotics were called for. So I acquiesced.)

*The codeine is just in the form of Tylenol 3. When I said my cough wasn't helped by the Tessalon Pearls (I know we talked about these in-thread a month or so ago), I said, "I hate to ask for codeine, but..." and Awesome Doctor interrupted, "Why? Lots of people come in here and ask for it!" He asked me if I wanted a cough syrup or pills, and I said, "Oh, definitely pills; I hate cough syrup! I didn't know pills were an option."

And he said that the pill option is just Tylenol 3. Basically the body doesn't give a shit what the delivery vehicle is for the codeine; it just knows it's gotten codeine. So that's cool.

I hope the pleurisy clears up quickly, Steph. As vaguely 19th century-sounding ailments go, I guess it beats consumption.