"Are the tomatoes going to come and kill us?"

Your grandson sounds like a sweetie-pie, and your story reminded me of the 1978 cult classic movie, which of course I had to find a clip of on YouTube. Did you ever see this crazy movie?

THOSE KILLER TOMATOES - RUN!

btw - I hope your wife is okay and that her prognosis is positive! I sure wish she could beat this thing once and for all...

Have a good night...

I couldn't eat it for years after watching that movie!

it's all about product placement. LOL Keep the faith.

Democracy is not a spectator sport.

Here I sit in the parking lot of Whole Foods at Briarcliff and La Vista. This is definitely a sure sign of a blogging addiction!

My wife is picking up something for dinner before we head home. Looking off to my immediate west, the sky looks ominous.

Thanks for the good wishes for Mrs. Muddle. We're hopeful that they have this thing nailed this time. It is an infection that keeps attempting to return. It truly nearly killed her last Fall. Indeed, one of the doctors today recognized her from then. He freaked out over how good and healthy she looked, and said, "Last time I worked on you you were almost gone." (These EMory doctors tend to be as friendly as they are professional.)

I guess it really was mighty serious then.

Ah, and here comes the rain!

I hope they have it nailed down this time too. If it keeps coming back, try another teaching hospital in the South. Emory is good, but if it keeps recurring, another place and a second opinion might really put some light on it and help you sleep better. The reason I say 'teaching hospital' is that you have the head guy looking at you and all his little 'baby ducks'. Where one head is good, 10 are better. Enons ago, my Father got this really strange illness. After a year of going to different doctors back home, no one knew what was the matter, but they were all certain, he was dying.

A relative MD, talked to us and said if it was his Daddy, he'd take him to the University Medical center, which we did. Of all the big names we had taken him to, one little resident md decided to just run some off the wall test, and found what was wrong. My father had a form of cryptococcus. The type he had is extremely rare in the US and normally occurs in warmer, humid, tropical areas. There had only been something like 10 cases reported in the US up till that time. The type he had you only get from pigeons which were no where near us. It's a fungus that you breath, goes to your lungs, most lose a lung, and then goes to your brain. Long story short, this observant kid caught something that had gone past everyone else cause he thought 'outside the box'.
Today, we have so many people from other areas moving in, along with the climate changes, we are coming down with things never in this area before. So, if it still doesn't get better, try another medical center teaching hospital.

Thanks.

Yes, it was one of those "little ducks" who may well have been instrumental in saving my wife's life back in September.

Several doctors had insisted that the only way to save her was with surgery. The surgeon himself--actually, the chief of general surgery at Emory--absolutely refused, saying that she was just too desperately ill to be expected to survive the trauma. (He was clearly right about this. I'm convinced that I would now be a widower had he given in on this.) This forced the other teams of doctors to get creative, and it was one of the residents--a young Asian doctor--who came up with a less invasive solution. The procedure that he conceived really turned things around. Her white cell count had shot up as high as 37k (where normal is less than 10k and more like 6 or 7). He turned that around so that it dropped through the 20s, teens and then down into the normal range. She got to leave the hospital in the passenger seat of our van rather than in the back of a black station wagon, and this was largely due to his efforts.

I would certainly consider trying another teaching hospital, but I am still far from losing confidence in these folks. The surgeon who has been involved in the problem-solving is, besides being brilliant (Emory stole him from Baylor-Houston just last year), very personally interested in her case and behaves as though it is his own sister that he is out to cure. And there are doctors involved in her case from other "teams" who are just as keenly interested. I fully expect them to beat it.

Thanks for taking me back to my college daze. I can't believe I paid two dollars to see that movie at the midnight showing at the Student Union.

What's next? Rocky Horror?

It's astounding....time is fleeting...

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I live in Fayetteville, but close to PTC and Tyrone- I know it sounds strange- we can get to all three places fast.

I heard the sirens- called my husband- I think as of now it's a thunderstorm warning- there is a tornado watch- be careful coming home it's in a ton of counties- my husband is coming home from North Atlanta- my son is at the movies, I called him.

I looked at the map it says the same at the moment.

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