A bit of background, to start with. When I went away in early November to the knitting retreat in Gananoque, Ron had been feeling ill that week and I wasn’t even sure up to the end if he’d be able to handle a weekend with the kids by himself. His trainer said it might be mono (I think Ron even felt bad enough to skip a hockey game or two). When I arrived in Gananoque I called Ron to let him know I’d arrived safely and he told me that someone else told him his symptoms sounded like when their relative got cancer. This is not what I wanted to hear, and to try to get over that, I told pretty much everyone I talked to that weekend that Ron had “mono-cancer”. Ron seems to be fine now, if you’re worried at all.
Some of you are aware that I’ve been kind of ill for the last few months. First came the self-induced concussion of last September. This was followed by a few days of nasty arthritic-type swelling in my hands and some other joints (yes, that affected my knitting). Then in mid-November, just having pretty much recovered from the post-concussion syndrome crap, I got hit hard by something: swollen gland for two weeks then a sore throat, then aching in every single joint in my body, chills, fever, nausea. Then I felt a bit better but had absolutely no energy. I saw doctors and specialists. I had tons of blood taken. I had an abdominal ultrasound. My liver function sucked. I missed lots of work. I slept. I lounged.
My blood results were pretty crappy in November, which led the doctors to say, hmm, might be an infection, might be Lupus, might be cancer. Not things you want to hear. It seemed somewhat fair, though, that after making fun of Ron’s mono-cancer that I had contracted it myself. Anyway, a couple of months later and many tests later, my blood is more or less back to normal. I also (finally) had a mono test and apparently it was positive. The specialist told me that that only means that I’ve had mono at some point in my life, not that this particular episode was mono. The web tells me the positive result means I probably recently had mono. Apparently the reason that it took 4 different doctors before someone did the mono test is that I’m too old for mono. By my age apparently up to 95% of the population has already been exposed to EBV. Whatever. At this point I’m reasonably sure I just had mono, but I guess we’ll never really know.
So now I’m going to try to post more regularly. Perhaps then certain blogless people who aren’t even certain how to get digital pictures onto their computers will have less reason to hassle me.
