Tuesday, August 4, 2009

The word on the street is...

Pneumonia and partially collapsed lung.

9 comments:

Poetikat said...

Seriously! My dad was saved from dying of pneumonia when he was a boy. They gave him stewed rhubarb. How about some then?

Fingers crossed that you're on the mend. (Want a laugh - or would that hurt too much?) Read about my nightmare swimming lessons as a child at Blasts.

Kat

Jeanne Iris said...

Well, now that you have the diagnosis, you can receive the proper care and before you know it, you'll be feeling chipper again. Meanwhile, here's some Wagner for you and the Mrs. to cuddle up with:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V92OBNsQgxU

Enjoy! Feel better! xoxox

Pure fiction said...

I'm really sorry to hear that, tfe - hope you're feeling better soon.

Sandra Leigh said...

Oy. Much sympathy, and an order: HEAL!

ArtSparker said...

Oh, my friend, I hope they get some good drugs in you soon to knock this thing out. And I hope your wife is feeling better too, or that you've got some help there.

SUSAN SONNEN said...

Oh, no! Get back in bed!

The Lesser Weevil said...

Well with THAT diagnosis, your doctor had better pull his finger out and get you some PROPER treatment.

I've got to dash to go and collect my car parts, but I'll pop by later this evening and see how you're doing. Love to you both.

P Nolan said...

I hereby prescribe; Well Insulated Bed. Quite Hot Liquids. Profuse Sweating.

Hell, what do I know - but mild delirium is great for the auld inspiration.

Totalfeckineejit said...

Hey P thanks ye may be right about d'inspiration but I wish i could get rid of the perspiration.

Pf thanks ye :)