I saw the specialist today about the disease. Because the symptoms of the disease are flu-like, he thinks that I haven't been getting sick because of an infection, but because the disease is grumbling. Which is strange because that's not the usual way the disease attacks, sort of slowly and over long periods of time; no, it's usually swift and sure like a snowstorm in January. He's decided to double my meds to see if that'll kick it back into submission, which means yet another adjustment period to the new dosage.
"Fun with Meds!" That'll be my version of Pee-Wee's Playhouse. Instead of honking a horn on a cool bike, I'll be examining the myriad different types of nausea and explaining complex medical terms to kids. Anyone want to call TVO for a development deal?
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