Checking in on My Little Friend

Being the faithful, perceptive reader I know you to be, you no doubt recall that about six months ago a spot on my lung was confirmed to be nothing to worry about. Probably.

Being the every-silver-lining-has-a-cloud types that we know doctors to be, I was advised to have a periodic check-up just to make sure that nothing untoward is occuring. Today’s the day, as I have a CT scan scheduled for later this morning.

I expect the same negative results (boy…doesn’t that wording always seem wrong, somehow? Negative medical tests are really positive, generally speaking.). I mean, I’m feeling fine, overall. Sure, there’s been a little coughing up of blood, but who hasn’t experienced some of that lately? And the blackouts are really more annoyances than anything of real concern; it’s not like I’m piloting a commercial airliner and have to be conscious pretty much continuously.

OK…just kidding. No symptoms. Nothing to justify pessimism. Just another thousand dollar visit to the hospital, which will take care of my deductible for the year, so I’ve got that going for me.

I’ll let you know how it turns out, if I can just stay awake…


  1. Aaaah! You had me going there with those “symptoms”!! I thought that was some kind of bitter, “gallows humor”!
    A thousand dollars for a clean bill of health is money well spent, even if it eats up your deductible. Better you get a negative result that’s positive than a result like the one Ted Johnson got.

  2. Well, actually, I don’t know how it’s checked out. I haven’t gotten any test results yet.
    But I’m sure your expression will be accurate, once the results come back.

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