Finally, A Visit to “Doctor Doctor”.
I know you are all losing significant amounts of sleep fretting about the current status of the epic battle between Jimbo and what apparently is the Mother-of-All-Colds. Here is the absolute latest skinny.
After endless badgering from many quarters, I finally paid a visit to “Doctor Doctor,†the de facto Team Doctor to the Usual Suspects.
He’s familiar with my routines. As such, being the gentleman and consummate professional that he is, he is patient with my customary flights of self-diagnosis and smartassed comments such as, “If you have a cure for the common cold, I wanna be your business partner. We’ll buy and sell Donald Trump.†He just smiles and goes about his business of checking my blood pressure, checking my lymph nodes, looking in my eyes, ears and down my throat, and listening to my lungs.
When he got to the lungs, he listened and then asked, “You didn’t notice the noises your lungs are making?†Truth is, I had noticed the strange hisses, crackles, pops and “wheeeeeeee†sounds they were making, and I can only assume that when heard through a stethoscope, my lungs must have sounded like a fuel dragster at the starting line.
Without asking my “learned†opinion, he directed that I immediately take a breathing test, presumably to make sure that I wasn’t in the process of suffocating. (The song â€Am I Blue?†comes to mind.) The good news is that, even though my lungs sound like a traffic accident, they are working fine, so there was no need to call the EMS guys.
He prescribed an antibiotic, heading off my anticipated “Antibiotics Don’t Work on Viruses†argument by explaining that the antibiotic will help, because these things are often accompanied by or can result in multiple infections. It was an extremely professional way of suggesting that I ought to consider putting a sock in my yap.
“Doctor Doctor†– He’s simply the best.
Ack. Hope the medicine works quickly and your lungs stop sounding like an old radiator!
Comment by Shamrock — March 5, 2007 @ 9:05 pm
Spent much of the end of February with some kind of gurgling crap in my lungs. I would have laughed when my doctor said “it’s like you’re tuning a guitar in there,” except that it hurt too badly to laugh….
Comment by Tommy — March 5, 2007 @ 10:09 pm
Yikes… sounds like you got to “Doctor Doctor” just in time! Hope the drugs work fast.
Feel better soon, Jim.
Comment by Jean — March 5, 2007 @ 10:46 pm
Hope you’re on the mend…and quickly. Having a galloping case of Mogo on the Gogogo is no damn fun.
Comment by Elisson — March 6, 2007 @ 8:29 am
Here’s hoping your feeling much, much better soon.
Comment by Richmond — March 6, 2007 @ 11:11 am
Dude…your fabled “AAAAAAAH-CHOOOOOOO” post was 10-11 (don’t ask me to do the math) days ago. And you’re still sick?
Someone musta held a voodoo doll of you over one of those skeevy, fuel-emitting chemical plants in Elizabeth.
Comment by Erica — March 6, 2007 @ 5:46 pm
I’m glad they finally convinced you to see the doc – at least we won’t find you’re stuck in a hospital with galloping pneumonia.
I had one of those colds about 2 years ago… UGH. I hope the antibiotics kick in quick and you’re feeling better soon.
Comment by Teresa — March 6, 2007 @ 9:59 pm
Good Lord I’m glad you went to Doctor Doctor!
Comment by dogette — March 8, 2007 @ 10:07 am