Originally posted by Wheatfield I got tested yesterday. I came up with a mild fever on Monday. It turns out that one of the side effects of a mild concussion can be a mild fever, and I whacked my head a week ago falling off a ladder, but in these times, one takes no chances.
The test alone is sufficient reason to avoid this thing like the plague. Apparently during the throat swab I sounded like someone was trying to strangle a weasel, which was winning the battle..
The result came back negative, as I expected, so to all of you who were hoping to interrupt my funeral to grab a couple of lenses, sorry.
I am 63. I was climbing a ladder a few weeks ago. I feel agile, but my knees do not want my legs to go where I instruct them always. One of my 64 year-old buddies told me when you are 50 years old you don't climb ladders anymore.
With a concussion, you treat with very few screens, subdued lighting, sleep, and someone to wake you during your sleep to check on you which is the antithesis of good sleep.
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Originally posted by Wheatfield They make you stick out your tongue, then they squish it away from the back of your throat with a slab of wood so that they can scrape your throat with a swab. Thats the part that causes you to sound like a strangling weasel that is putting up a good fight.
After that they take the swab and stick it rather deeply into each nostril. In my case it caused quite a nosebleed, though I expect people who have had a less adventurous childhood wouldn’t have a problem.
As for the lenses, the really nice ones are the *50/1.4, *85/1.4 (both soon), * 200/4 macro, and *300/4.5. And about 50 others. Seriously though, the ones I’ll be cremated with are the 85s and the 200. Maybe the 50,
Draft a last will and testament. Gift the nice lenses to me. Don't cremate good glass.
I have never heard a weasel strangle or fight. Seems that you are more worldly than most. And you make me fear the swab. My daughter temporarily works next to a COVID outdoor test site. She had a flat tire in the parking lot, and I had to go over there to help her. She points out the orange cones and says, that's where they pick your brain; and that nearby door is where I walk into the clinic (she is doing a physical therapist internship).
---------- Post added 06-25-20 at 11:24 PM ----------
Originally posted by Wheatfield They make you stick out your tongue, then they squish it away from the back of your throat with a slab of wood so that they can scrape your throat with a swab. Thats the part that causes you to sound like a strangling weasel that is putting up a good fight.
After that they take the swab and stick it rather deeply into each nostril. In my case it caused quite a nosebleed, though I expect people who have had a less adventurous childhood wouldn’t have a problem.
As for the lenses, the really nice ones are the *50/1.4, *85/1.4 (both soon), * 200/4 macro, and *300/4.5. And about 50 others. Seriously though, the ones I’ll be cremated with are the 85s and the 200. Maybe the 50,
Draft a last will and testament. Gift the nice lenses to me. Don't cremate good glass.
I have never heard a weasel strangle or fight. Seems that you are more worldly than most. And you make me fear the swab. My daughter temporarily works next to a COVID outdoor test site. She had a flat tire in the parking lot, and I had to go over there to help her. She points out the orange cones and says, that's where they pick your brain; and that nearby door is where I walk into the clinic (she is doing a physical therapist internship).