The Cookbook Junkies

This week has gone down the toilet.

We just got back from Jim’s gastroenterologist who had special genetic testing done after Jim’s second colonoscopy.

He has to have another procedure Monday – we have to see a genetic counselor – and we have to make a decision whether or not to have his colon removed . His tests show that he has a 93 percent of getting colo-rectal cancer before 50 – the doctor said in this community the results that Jim has are rare. Andrew has to be tested (genetic blood test) at age 10.

This pales in comparison to my swine flu dilemma.

The unofficial swine flu is official and has resulted in severe bronchitis – now I’m on ….four medications for it. The good news is that if no one in this house has it yet….they are probably safe. Thank you God.

Sadly, two more 40 something folks died of swine related flu issues — not feeling warm and fuzzy.

Good heavens, it’s June 3rd.

Well let’s see since Friday I’ve been unofficially battling the dreaded “swine flu” – on Tamiflu, inhalers, etc. Now I’m going in for a chest x-ray and on antibiotics and they think oops – maybe they misdiagnosed me and I have pneumonia. I swear…most days I’m the bug. (You know, some days you’re the windshield, some days you’re the bug).

I mucked up and told my sister-in-law over the phone that Andrew wouldn’t be going to a friend’s party this weekend (because of germs – which I understand even though Andrew and Jim have no symptoms) and he cried.

My husband is being deloused as we speak – he was allowed back into work today – even though he worked from 7 a.m. to midnight each and every day including the weekends – I know I know – he’s lucky he has a job – but for fug’s (trying to be a kinder, gentler person) sake – the slaves had more freedom.

Off to have an x-ray. Party on friends.