September 29, 2025

September 29, 2025

Pulmonary Embolism(s)

Yeah, those suck. I had a bad cough that just wouldn’t go away, so urgent care got a visit. The only nurse working decided it couldn’t possibly be pulmonary embolism(s), but sent me (us) to the ER the next day anyhow. I bounced around between CT, MRI, Echo, (this poor guy had to chase me around because I kept getting moved between rooms),the food person was much better than Alexandria because they actually took my order before meal time, which was nice. Including breakfast, unlike Alexandria where I just guessed what I was getting for my next meal. These things matter when you’re not allowed to have any control over what happens next.

Oh yeah, DVT is no fun. (Deep vein thrombosis, essentially blood clots in your legs, discovered by doppler exams of your legs. And so I’ve ordered these elliptical things that you see ads for but think they’ll never apply to you because they’re for seniors, which I couldn’t possibly be, I’m not old enough. And yet I apparently am. Cancer doesn’t care. The idea is they keep your legs moving so the blood clots can’t settle in and cause more problems. They’re due any minute, thanks Amazon/UPS.

But, until then, I have a game called Whiskerwood to mess around with. It’s a demo, so it still needs some work, but it’s promising. Essentially you run a mouse empire and try to keep some cats and pirates happy.