Just got back from H's doctor: the antibiotic he prescribed a couple of days ago is working well, and he wants to see her again in six weeks. Apparently we all have a certain type of bacteria in our gut (which he said but did not spell and I'm not going to attempt it), and it never bothers most people. But in people with ulcerative colitis, it can run amok and mimic the same symptoms as the colitis, but can be gotten rid of with antibiotics.
Plus, she'd gained a pound this month, which is good news. I've been trying to fatten her up! I only wish that I could drink all the chocolate milkshakes I wanted, too. Ummmm, Chick-Fil-A milkshakes . . .
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Hey. Why is it like Hamlet? Is it because we all have experienced a little Hamlet, and it never bothers most of us, but it makes some of us violently ill? I don't get it.
Also, this is wonderful news and we love you very much.
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Like pretty much everything else I ever say, it's a Seinfeld reference.
When Kramer and his friend Mickey go to the medical school to act out diseases, Mickey is assigned bacterial meningitis and calls it the "Hamlet of diseases. Severe pain, nausea, delusions, it's got everything."
But your explanation works well, too.
I hope H starts feeling better. She will be in my thoughts!
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