And now, the end is here and so I face the final curtain

January 7, 2015 Wednesday

Greetings to my cyberspace friends:

I am REALLY beginning to feel like an OLD MAN, which of course, I am. But, up until a few weeks ago, I felt at least 30 years younger as I whammed the hell out of the blue racquetball and scooted around on my motorcycle. The slide downhill began when my left index finger became infected and I went to the E.R. where the nurse practitioner lanced a boil-like, dime-sized infected area, drained it, and sent part of the pus to a lab. Couple of days later I got a call saying I was harboring bacteria, and told an anti-biotic prescription was called in to Walgreen’s for me to pick up. After taking half of the 20 pills, my left calf became painful, and I quit, fearing permanent muscle damage.That was about 2 weeks ago, and the pain has persisted to today. I’ve applied heat to the calf, rested it, worked it, but it has yet to fully heal. On a scale of 1-5, the pain is now about a 1. It was O when I woke up, so I worked it by deliberately climbing stairs to try to get ready for racquetball tomorrow after a 2 week layoff. I’ll test it before actually competing.
Got a phone call this afternoon from the V.A. clinic saying the lab test showed I had a bacteria infection called NOCARDIA BRASILIENSIS. Checked it out on the internet, and it’s a serious disease I probably contracted while doing yard-work. When I told her about my calf-pain side effect, she said she would consult with a doctor and they would prescribe an alternate drug.

Stay tuned…