He’s baaaaack

Sorry, my plans to update as this vacation went along were dashed along with a lot of hopes and dreams and plans I had for this vacation.  I’d like to say no worse for the wear, but that simply isn’t the case.  Vacations are supposed to be fun, and refreshing, and relaxing and other such happy things.  Right?

Well, they were… for TheWife… and for LatteGirl.  Me, not so much.  As I noted in my last entry, things got off to a rocky start.  Well, from there things only seemed to go downhill.  The upside, is that the MCL is not torn, so no surgery is in the (immediate) future.

The symptoms of concussion though became more clear once I was no longer so focused on the pain in my knee, and I got the joys of all of that for a day or two.  Fortunately Monday and Tuesday were complete washouts thanks to the rain, so it gave me little incentive to do anything but try and rest up.   However a little tickle then hit the back of my throat.  Didn’t think much of it at first, but it got progressively worse as time wore on.

By Tuesday evening, I could no longer swallow anything solid.  By Wednesday I could no longer even sip on water.  And I was starting to feel warm.  Yup, 104 degrees warm.  And that being after moutains of Tylenol and a cold shower.  So we seek out whatever doctor we can find in the “Greater Swifterwater, PA” area.  They originally said could not take me, but after me then asking where I could find the closest hospital or morgue, they took pity on me and found me a slot.

I started to question the decision, when the doctor finally came in.  Now, I am in no way a racist person, but this lady doctor was such a stereotype rolled up into a person, I would classify her as a Chinese Characature of Chinese Stereotypes.  Not that this is necessarily a bad thing, but as she looks at my chart, she looks at me and says (say this too yourself in your favorite “chinese restaurant voice”)  “ohhhhh…. you sick.  You have big feevah.  I bet you no feel good.”

But, mannerisms, and smirking over this, she was fine, and the diagnosis came down that I was expecting.  Strep Throat.  I had strep throat plenty of times as a child.  Not once do I remember being as bad as the two times I have contracted it as an adult.

So I spent a Rainy Wenesday and lousy chilly and damp Thursday peering out the window of out room, watching others at the resort passing by from one event to another.  With the ocassion visit from the wife and daughter, checking in to ensure I was still alive, before they too headed back out to have some fun, and stay as far away from me and my germs as they could.

By Friday I was well enough to at least get out doors and enjoy the final day before departing for home again.  But all in all, it is definitely a vacation I would rather forget on a personal level.

TheWife and LatteGirl?  Well they had a great time.  More on that to come, as well as my previously mentioned trip, the “family reunion” with the terminally ill in-law to come.

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