Thursday was a bizarre day for me. I had planned to go to the Falcons game with a friend of mine, but I had to cancel due to what I thought was very bad heartburn. After talking with my uncle, who is a physician, I was on the way to the emergency room. The pain got worse, much worse. In total I ended up getting an EKG, four chest x-rays (none posted this time), a two CAT scans, and a lot of blood work. After all of this they ruled out a heart attack, blood clot in the lung (which I feared the most), and a ruptured spleen. I was sent home about 1am, heavily doped up and with a prescription for more painkillers.
Yesterday I went to the doctor for a follow-up and it looks like I’m suffering from pleurodynia, which is viral infection of the lungs. It’s extremely painful, but not dangerous (whew!). Anyway, one of the treatments is steroids, so now I can recount my personal experience with steroids. I’d fail all sorts of drug tests. I’m feeling a bit better now, but still taking it easy. I picked a good TV weekend to be confined to the couch—lots of college football and four Braves games.