I am sick. Mega sick. Not from some Hepatitis secondary for which I thank God, but sick as in a cold from hell. All this wonderful dieting to bring my liver numbers down has come home to roost. I had the flu in 2000 and that was it. Surely there were other illnesses before, but this was a milestone for sickness. As my autoimmune processes ramped up, nothing could get a grip on me. I could go into a Leper’s ward and lick their hands. No dice. I could visit my grandchildren with all the diseases of the week and laugh with abandon.

With the change in diet, my liver became happy. My numbers came down like a drunk’s in detox. I didn’t check but I’m willing to believe the croyoglobulinemia numbers went down , too. It seems my autoimmune system is tied to liver distress. It would explain why I have AIH.

My son came back to visit for Spring vacation and brough the remnants of some horrible cold/bug disease he couldn’t shake. I came down with it Friday. As usual, I figured the tickle in the throat was the harbinger of nothing. Saturday changed all that. It’s Monday and I’ve discovered every muscle in my body has seized up. Someone backed a concrete truck up to my sinuses and poured 6-sack, 4  inch slump in. A jackhammer can’t dislodge it, nor can Mucinex A,B, C or D. What’s with that name? Mucinex? Did they run that by a test group for name-acceptability?  Sounds like something the Frogs would choose. Je voudrais te presenter Mucinex. Il est tre bon pour le sinusite maxillare. How about Snotex if you want to travel that path?  Snot-be-gone? Ewww. The only cure is a Blue Hawaiian. That’s a shot of Stoly with a Nyquil chaser. Cupcake says those are not “liver-friendly” which means I’m going to be eating yucko cough drops from a health foods store with Heaven knows what inside.

Suffice it to say I don’t feel well and don’t write well when I’m in this condition. I apologize for being politically correct today. I’ll try to get well and become obnoxious again as soon as possible.