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Anyways, so after some foot pain, and eating some humble pie.

I was still coughing, hacking really, and had pain in my throat and abdomen, it was similar to what I experienced in August of 2023… oh shit… not again!

I knew without an X-ray that I had aspirational pneumonia! This phenomena happens when a small piece of food enters a lung. Been there, done that!

An hour later, I was en route to the ER, no interpreter was available at 4 PM, but I wasn’t going to wait.

I signed in, was triaged using Notes, passing iPad & keyboard back and forth.

Upon arrival, I declared, without preamble; I have aspirational pneumonia again.

The triage nurse was no nonsense, I can’t just declare that I had something. She needed more info, facts.

So, I obliged, providing details etc, history.

She ordered a chest X-ray, an EKG, some bloodwork, the whole nine yards. I jokingly asked if she could order me a coffee?

Still no interpreter had arrived, so I texted my wife that maybe she should come over to assist, she also obliged.

Between triage and the arrival of my wife, I had an EKG done, plus a visit from a strolling vampire.

Then, my wife had just sat down when I was called for X-ray… we were led to this part of the hospital, where I was photographed with care.

As we headed back to ER, my wife confided with me that she saw the black spots, that were not supposed to be in my lungs. She knew what I already knew; I had aspirational pneumonia.

Okay, to fast forward a bit, the doctor eventually found me, listened to my story, checked my lungs, felt my abdomen, thought about gallbladder, then deduced that I can take the meds I had before, but I needed an ultrasound.

Plus she also decided that I could keep my gallbladder. Yippee!

So, after all that, 4 hours had elapsed, good time!

As I rolled home, hungry, thinking, what an eventful Monday! A Monday to blog about!

Thank you for reading!