Coughing and more coughing

So, Mike is looking and acting poorly. His cough is no better, and continues to disturb his rest. He has lost his appetite, and persists with a low grade fever. Two days ago it got up to almost 101. He called Emory and they had him come in. They took a bunch of cultures and he saw the PA. He put him on levaquin. Mike took it around 6PM, and by 1PM yesterday he broke out in a rash. He called his dermatologist who worked him in right away. He took a couple of biopsies and told him to stop the levaquin. Mike called Emory and they called in a Z-pack which he started yesterday. By this morning Mike was covered in red whelps. Luckily, Mike says they don’t itch. Mike goes back to Emory tomorrow for chemo, and is going to ask to be seen in the clinic. Mike had gone to work Monday morning, but by the time he got there he realized he needed to go home. Dr. Dennis is seeing his patients this week. I hope he can work next week.

I think I failed to mention that last Thursday when they were leaving for chemo Mike noticed the water coming out of the hot water tap was very hot. So he and I went to the basement to check on the hot water heater, and sure enough, it had sprung a leak, and the basement was flooded. I had no idea because I never go to the basement by myself. I can’t open the door, and it is creepy. Mike turned off the water to the house because he couldn’t find a shut off valve for  the heater. The leak couldn’t have gone on for more than a day. Off they  went for chemo while I went out on my rounds of the neighborhood.  Mike was able to contact a plumber and get home around noon. By the end of the day we had a shiny new hot water heater. It still smells damp down there and Mike still has fans running. Yuk!

I am not pleased to report that someone has placed a  wrapped-up package containing a dead animal in the lawn and leaf bag in front of our house by the curb. Terrible smell. Even the crows are staying away. I don’t know why people act the way they do sometimes. There must be more to tell you, but I am drawing a blank right now. I’ll post again soon. So long for now from Happy Meadows.

Author: Black Magic

Black Magic is a handsome, charming, and self-absorbed cat who lives with Mike and Judy Gordon in Marietta, Georgia. He is about 7 years old, and he will remind you at every opportunity that his grandfather was Black Jack, that famous cat who wrote his own autobiography. Black Magic has a great many opinions, and despite his natural feline arrogance, he seems to be genuinely spiritual. But the reader can decide for him/herself.

5 thoughts on “Coughing and more coughing”

  1. So sorry for the medical difficulties and the added bad experience with the water heater. Glad a plumber could get out quickly.

    Praying the doctors will get the most recent episodes under control and that Mike can have more peace and freedom from the side effects of chemo.

    Hoping to be in Atlanta on 4th and will call to see if dropping by for a brief visit is possible. Still having the group over on Sunday morning?

  2. I’m so happy I got to talk to Mike today however, quite by accident.
    Sounds as though he’s working anyway, and from home. My heart is full of hope and prayer for all good things to come.
    My little Thulie (Siamese) has gone peacefully out into the Universe. She would have liked Black Magic because she appreciated good cat character!
    Praying and loving the good Doctor from afar, I remain certain He, who is on High, is listening to us all. C.H.

  3. Please take care of yourself. Rest, lots of fluids. You are more important than anything else!

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