Babygirl is recovering nicely from the RSV. No fever since before Thanksgiving. Cough is.... less vomit-inducing. Since she was out of danger (as much as she ever is), I went without her to Brooklyn Saturday to see Citygirl and her boo. Sincerely excellent bonus: I got to spend the day with my niece, who SHOULD inherit the Citygirl moniker LOL.
I arrived in time for a breakfast run. We had some time to kill before Saturday AM actually opens up in Brooklyn (11 AM for most non-food venues, but we found a used bookstore open at 10!). We did books. We did an amazing salvage store. We did another thrift store, and then we headed to our main event.
Shuffleboard.
I confess that I have a friend in her 70's who plays and says it's fun. I've never had the pleasure.
The business had a bar with drink specials and bar food. The booths were set up to look like cabanas. There was flamingo wallpaper and a stage full of flamingoes (with a sign telling us not to DUCK with the flamingoes). And there were 10 or so shuffleboard courts? Lanes? I DID learn that what I would have called "pucks" are actually called "biscuits."
I had two espresso martinis while playing my first round of games. I had to switch to caffein-free and went with rum and pineapple. I am 100% sure that this improved my playing skills dramatically. (HEY! Let me remember it how I remember it.
We went to Citygirl's "AirBNB" and had wine and pizza, and played a couple of rounds of Taco, Cat, Goat, Cheese, Pizza. I did NOT win but I was also not injured, so......I call that even.
Sunday, I rode with Citygirl to her Dad's place in Middletown and was treated to a lovely authentic Indian lunch. The drive from there to home was supposed to be about 1 hour 40 minutes. About half an hour into the incessant rain, Google kept updating the length of my trip to, well, 1 hour 40 minutes. I swear, I was 30 miles from home before whatever accident on I-81was upsetting Google before my arrival time began to look more promising. I got off early and took another route around the problem and was home 10 minutes later that originally guestimated by Google.
So what, may you ask, besides espresso martinis and other day drinking delights, does one apparently always need more than one of?
Viruses. I awoke this morning with a cough and sore throat, and was winded in the time it took to get from bed to potty, about 15 feet. I'm assuming it's RSV, I mean, massive exposure, right?
I knew I would fail the Covid screen for work, and testing wouldn't be ready until tomorrow, so I'd miss more than a day of work if I didn't do something proactive. I went to the ED. Generally, 6 AM isn't too busy, right? Nah, we are in Flow Condition Red, and the leftover non-emergent crazy people are wandering around, yelling, complaining and generally making the few people remaining in the waiting area either entertained or uncomfortable, depending on viewpoint.
Eek. I did get triaged promptly, and respiratory panel, blood work, EKG and chest x-ray ordered and done (I'm OLD. And diabetic. Shortness of breath was respected, thank you). The doc came in (different guy than Babygirl's) and said, "Wanna place any money on what it is?" "RSV" He looked a little surprised that I was choosing something so.... sophisticated? "Nope! It's parainfluenza virus."
In plain English, I have Croup. He gave me a shot of Decadron (SuperSteroid) in the arm. Blood work, x-ray, EKG all fine. Employee health took a look at the whole thing and cleared me to go back to work today. All my patients had already been cancelled, so I'll work from home tomorrow and go back to the office Wednesday.
I kinda like Decadron. It hurt like a BEAST for a few minutes, but then the breathing magically got better. I was home about 2 hours after I arrived, because I never needed to be in a Room - I got diagnosed, treated and released from the waiting room.
Where are we getting these things? I'm just calling this another case of Grandma Flu.
DeeDee
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