So I'm waiting to get the results CD of my chest CT scan and thinking about my health problems and the ways it relates to other issues I have in my life. I can't help but remember back in junior high, trying to convince my mom that it was a little more serious than a tummy ache - it was almost a ruptured appendix by the time I got to a surgeon.
The combination of allergies and asthma have proven difficult to treat at times in a balanced way - my own lack of exercise often contributing to the problem. Today I'm getting checked for a suspicious cloudy spot on one side of my lower lungs as well as some enlarged lymph nodes that could be infected.
I would like to think that this would bring me to a revelation or some new self discovery, but real life doesn't always work that way. My wife likes to say that the universe provides. I guess I've turned more pessimistic, or have always been and am now just more accepting? Who knows.
Oh well, too many thoughts and too little coherence - more hydrocodone.