The Reaper sends his regards

Unsurprisingly, he sends them C.O.D.

There comes a point in life, apparently, when anything worse than a runny nose suddenly seems like the end of the world as you know it. And I am there, Jack.

4 comments »

  1. fillyjonk »

    16 July 2019 · 3:36 pm

    Gastritis? It sounds not unlike what I went to the ER with in 2016, thinking it was either my gallbladder gone troppo (too high, and when the PA pushed on the supposed trigger point for pain I shrugged) or heart (pronounced healthy). A couple thousand dollars and a course of PPIs later I was mostly better. (Pain was definitely right of center but was a burning pain).

    I still find I have to be more careful about acidic food than I once was.

    Also – respiratory? Or maybe anxiety? I can’t always tell if I’m brewing an asthma attack or am just really really anxious about something some times.

  2. CGHill »

    16 July 2019 · 3:51 pm

    I’m thinking it’s acid reflux. And of course, any anxiety I may have is multiplied by events of this sort.

  3. hollyh »

    16 July 2019 · 3:53 pm

    So sorry to hear about your bad night. Glad to hear that you’re determined not to give the old Reaper one, this way.

  4. fillyjonk »

    16 July 2019 · 4:14 pm

    Hopefully it settles down. Stomach stuff, even minor stomach stuff, can be scary because it can present as something much worse. (Hence my ER trip, when really I should have gone to the doc-in-a-box – it was a day when my regular doctor wasn’t in the office)

    I have literally made myself sick with worry over things. I actually think my bout of gastritis was either started or made much worse because that was about the time my dad wound up unexpectedly going to the hospital one Friday night – right before I was supposed to fill in as a layperson in the pulpit at church for the very first time ever.

    But yeah. Hopefully tonight will be much, much better and quieter for you.

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