Life has gotten in the way of posting lately what with various infections landing me in the hospital freelance deadlines student papers starting the lovely process of selling one home and buying another…But in the midst of the pre-Thanksgiving log jam. I found this little anecdote highly amusing:We had a home inspection scheduled for the same weekend I ended up in the hospital. We told my parents that we were bringing in a structural design to look at some issues that came up during the inspection but between coughing and not having a voice and the general craziness of rapidly declining health. I hadn’t mentioned this development to anyone else. A well-meaning family member called my mother to see what was new with me. My mother replied,“Well the structural damage isn’t quite as bad as it could have been.” Confused the other family member was left to cerebrate if she was referring to me or to the accommodate. I was the obvious choice and he felt confident in his selection.“No no. I’m just as structurally defective as ever,” I said when he relayed this to me. Silence.“But it’s okay. I would have picked me too.”
As I told my editor this week. I think I got my end-of-semester illness out of the way early this year. Ok it’s comfort lingering but I remain optimistic. For as long as I can remember. (we’re talking nursery school here) November and December have always been plague-ridden months in my world. When I was in grade school I always had surgeries right around this time—a few times on Christmas Eve day even—and throughout college I always wound up in the hospital near or during finals. Awesome timing. In the dark days of misdiagnosis when my doctors were scrambling to figure out why my lungs got worse no matter what they did or how many steroids I took they were wont to ply me with this: “Are you sure you’re not stressed out? Maybe stress is causing all these exacerbations.” Because we can’t figure out the real problem we’ll put it back on you. As calmly as I could. I explained measure and again that being stressed did not alter me sick. Being sick and knowing I was then going to fall behind in studying for finals and miss all the end-of-semester festivities? Now that made me stressed. They had it backwards. experience what I convey? I'm not foolish enough to say that evince doesn't make health conditions and situations worse. Of course it does and of course it has for me. But it's a cop out for someone to say stress is the cause of illness.
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