
The following Monday I made the weekly hour’s drive to my employer’s headquarters for staff meeting and consultation with my coworkers. At that time, most of us were working from home, so Mondays were a chance to talk to a body in a body, even if was technically supposed to be from a “safe” distance. That had value for me. “ZOOM” was the name of a children’s program on Public Television when I was a kid. I wish it had stayed that way.
On the drive home I started to feel a little “off,” like I was coming down with something. Sluggish. A little feverish. You may recall from the previous post that this was June 2021, and COVID was beginning to make another run in Alabama. I imagine that anyone who had as much as a sniffle during those two years had the same thoughts that first went through my mind. What gatherings have I been to in the last week or so? Did that lady who sat beside me at church yesterday cough?
I took my temperature when I got home – 99.1. Yes, I was getting sick.
I took a hot bath. As I toweled-off I made the discovery – an attached blacklegged (deer) tick. It was engouraged, so I knew that it had been there a while. I thought back. Must have been Saturday. I pulled it off and flushed it down the toilet.
Now, dear reader, I realize that you might not be the outdoors type. Perhaps you have never been bitten by a tick, and the whole idea that I could have acted in such a matter-of-fact manner seems incredulous. But please remember that I am a forester. I had repeated that same process hundreds of times over the years. For those who work in the woods it is routine. Just an annoyance. Cost of doing business.
Tuesday morning. I felt worse. My head hurt a little and I was beginning to feel achy all over. So, I did what most folks do these days. Took my business down to one of the local “doc-in-a-box” franchises. There was a time when you could call your family doctor (now called your “Primary Care Physician”), but those days are gone. To do so now means two to four weeks unless there is a cancellation.
The routine at the corporate franchise is always the same.
“Have you been here before?”
Yes.
“What?”
I pulled my mask down to be heard. YES.
“Sir, please keep your mask on at all times. I will need you to fill out these six pages of medical history and consent forms. Sign or initial as indicated.”
But I did that last time I was here.
“We have updated our computer system. Oh, and I will need to make a copy of your driver’s license and insurance card. Also, your credit card for the copay.”
Thirty minutes later I made it behind the door to get my vitals checked and get the obligatory COVID test.
“You have a slight fever.”
Yes, that is why I am here.
“Go down to Room 2, second door on the right. The doctor will be in with you shortly.”
Several minutes later he entered.
“Good news, you do not have COVID. So, what brings you in to see us today?”
I have a slight fever and I do not feel well.
“Ah. Seasonal allergies. We have been seeing a lot of that these last couple of weeks.”
But I have not sneezed, coughed, or had as much as a sniffle.
“Well, that is probably coming. We caught it early. Stop by CVS and pick up some Mucinex D when you leave. I will have the nurse give you a steroid shot.”
Doc, I am sure this is not an allergy.
“Tell you what. We will draw some blood and see if everything looks okay. I will have the nurse call you back in if not. But I am quite sure you will feel better by tomorrow.”
I did not feel better tomorrow. I felt worse. Head and body. Like I was in the initial stages of the flu, but I still had no respiratory symptoms. My fever had crept to 100.
Wednesday, I went back. Same doctor.
“What brings you in to see us today?”
I saw you on Monday, remember? I have a fever and my headache is worse. My whole body aches.
“The steroid shot and the Mucinex didn’t seem to help?”
No. What about the bloodwork?
“Did we draw some blood? Let me check on that.”
A few minutes later he returned.
“You do have some elevated numbers here. Looks like you have some sort of infection. I am going to start you on a seven-day course of a broad-spectrum antibiotic.”
Doc, I do not know if this is relevant, but I should mention that I was bitten by a tick last weekend.
“I do not think so. Tick diseases are rare in Alabama. At your age it is more likely prostatitis. Go home and get some rest. Give the meds some time to work.”
Sunday, June 13. I go back again. My fever is holding at 100.5 and my headache is severe. Shut the door, close the curtains, turn out the light and get in bed migraine severe.
I got the same doctor. He ordered a chest X-ray.
I go back home and tell the Redhead that she needs to take me to the emergency room.
It will be one of the last things I remember over the course of the week ahead.
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