Thursday I tumbled on some cement, resulting in minor road rash on the base of my palms. I didn’t think much of it at the time. I went to work on Friday and other than feeling a little sleepier than usual I didn’t notice anything way out of the ordinary. The sleepiness kept coming and brought with it a fever and chills, so I decided to lay down early for bed after watching ‘Milk’ with my wife. (that’s the movie, not a glass).
I barely got out of bed Saturday. Sunday morning my wife looks at my arm and the tiny scratch had been hard at work. Nothing gross, just a light red trail under the skin leading up along my arm from the nickel sized scrape on my palm. I’d never heard of this, but she knew enough that I should go to the doctor.
We hit the drop in clinic, they say I need antibiotics (what else is new) and seventy dollars later I have a prescription. Feeling everything is well in hand I head back to bed until later that evening.
While watching the Oscars, just after Heath Ledger won for Supporting Actor, I noticed the red line from my palm was half way up my upper arm. So my wife calls the health nurse and the next thing I know I’m in the Emergency Ward with an IV drip and a return schedule for the next couple days.
I’ve still got a fever, still feeling groggy and tired. The doctor says I should live and Sean Penn won best Actor.
Feb 26, I’m all good now, the IV treatment is over and I’ve only got that little scrape left of the whole ordeal.