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Dec. 15th, 2003 11:37 amso. this entry is cut because it is filthy. not sexually explicit, not randy, just filthy. you probably don't want to read it. ma, you really don't need to. ( FIIIIIILLLLLLTH! )
Dec. 15th, 2003
whoop-ti-fucking-do.
Dec. 15th, 2003 11:41 pmso. i think i may have a whooping cough. more accurately, i have every symptom of adult whooping cough precisely, except for a pronounced "whoop", except for the three or four times that happened. And that only occurs in about 50% of cases. In addition, there is a outbreak in the area mom lives in.
here's where it gets fun: like most diseases, disorders or maladies i acquire, it is almost impossible to actually diagnose, especially at this late stage. Basically, a blood test that often shows negative when the bacteria is present, or that shows false positives, which is very expensive, and not performed by many labs in the US, could, possibly, tell me i have a whooping cough. If i do, there is no treatment. you just wait. it goes away. the bacteria are gone around the third week, so antibiotics don't help. actually, heck, here's a happy little quote: "For the average case of whooping cough there is no treatment likely to make a difference to the course of the illness or materially reduce the symptoms. It will generally take its course no matter what. Attempts to get benefit from bronchodilators, cough suppressants or antibiotics are generally futile."
so. all i can do is wait. luckily, it's been... uh, almost 3 months, so it should be over soon.
and i'm not contagious. and i'm not dying. assuming i can convince the doctor that this is it.
who the fuck gets whooping cough?
i can never go back to the grand canyon, because i will catch the fucking bubonic plague from one of those ground squirrels.
oh, and aren't you proud of my my pun? i made it myself. from photons.
here's where it gets fun: like most diseases, disorders or maladies i acquire, it is almost impossible to actually diagnose, especially at this late stage. Basically, a blood test that often shows negative when the bacteria is present, or that shows false positives, which is very expensive, and not performed by many labs in the US, could, possibly, tell me i have a whooping cough. If i do, there is no treatment. you just wait. it goes away. the bacteria are gone around the third week, so antibiotics don't help. actually, heck, here's a happy little quote: "For the average case of whooping cough there is no treatment likely to make a difference to the course of the illness or materially reduce the symptoms. It will generally take its course no matter what. Attempts to get benefit from bronchodilators, cough suppressants or antibiotics are generally futile."
so. all i can do is wait. luckily, it's been... uh, almost 3 months, so it should be over soon.
and i'm not contagious. and i'm not dying. assuming i can convince the doctor that this is it.
who the fuck gets whooping cough?
i can never go back to the grand canyon, because i will catch the fucking bubonic plague from one of those ground squirrels.
oh, and aren't you proud of my my pun? i made it myself. from photons.