Diagnosis can be tricky.
I suddenly “got sick.” I developed severe body aches and fever. I immediately went to bed. Kellie thought it was Lyme disease. She nursed me with aspirin, cold drinks and temperature checks. All day goes by. Ten hours later it’s her bedtime, so she checks on me a final time and retires. I wake before her, go downstairs and position myself in a chair in front of a flatscreen. I’m still sick, so I immediately go back to sleep. Kellie awakens and announces that she believes i may have Legionaires Disease. (She’s researched my symptoms on her IPad.) She continues her nursing, with aspirin, drinks, temperature checks and a lunch delivered to the table by the chair. At 30 hours she’d had enough. Still aching and feverish in my chair, her prognosis is “You need to get up. Take a shower. Wake up!!!!” An hour later I concede. I wake up for about three hours before it’s bedtime again. Four AM arrives, and this morning I must go to work, so although weak, I make my way to the radio station. It’s there I learn her latest diagnosis. I have the WEST NILE VIRUS. Well she could have said “MAD COW.”