Thank you all for your concern, but I promise I'm doing well.
I feel mostly the same as I did before I went to the hospital. But I never really felt bad until my face decided to swell.
I think everyone around me is freaking out more than I am. I don't know if it hasn't hit me or if I just expected it since I'm old, now. Or maybe it's just that it really doesn't seem like that big of a deal. Like I said, I'm not miserable or anything.
Yes, I went to the doctor. I saw the same guy I saw in the ER. Unfortunately, since they were unable to do the tests while I was in the hospital, he wasn't quite sure where to go.
He decided to do two blood tests. I have no idea what they are, but I go in on Thursday morning to find out the results. How they turn out should point us toward a start. But it's going to be more tests before we ever get to a diagnosis.
I was prepared for this. I've learned from experiences of people I know that those quick House-style diagnoses are not normal.
What I wasn't prepared for was the bills. They just came in today. OUTRAGEOUS!
I don't think I'll check my blood pressure/puls tonight.
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