Empire follow-up.

So I concluded the last entry with that witty remark, “I should just be glad I don’t have the Hanta virus”. At least, it was supposed to have been witty.

Then I thought more about it. My folks wintered in Arizona last year. Its not impossible that they brought back hanta mice with them. So I made a visit to the CDC.gov.

Even if my folks didn’t bring back mice, the Hanta Virus has been reported in states further north than my own. The disease itself is not well understood, even if its propagation through mice excretions is well understood. The Hanta Virus is a cousin to the Ebola virus, and is also related to Hemorragic Fever.

It is not impossible that I do have the Hanta Virus. Without extensive blood work, it is impossible to rule out. Only 50% of people diagnosed with Hanta actually die. The other half recover. If I am in the recovery group, then its possible that what I am experiencing is a drawn out Hanta experience.

Baugh. Who knows. Only God at this point.

But — I have made my roommate aware that if I am observed having problems breathing, to call an ambulance and tell them I might have Hanta. Also, I plan to contact my primary doc on Monday and relate the story I have shared here …which I didn’t tell him before because I didn’t think it relevant while I was in his office.

Now I see that it may have some relevance.

In any case, even tonight, I find I am still quite very tired. That I get tired, body tired, very easily. As my coworkers pointed out, it could just be my body dealing with the antibiotic.

*shrug*

God’s still bigger than I am, and if I die, He still is worthy of more glory than I can give! Amen.