Knock on WoodOct 4th, 2013 | By Editorial Staff | Category: Geri Roskopf's Blog
I’m sure you’ve heard and most likely used the phrase “knock on wood” when you avoided bad luck and felt pretty fortunate for doing so. I just had an occasion that warrants the use of this phrase — more than once.
My annual physical is coming up and I was thinking, hey — knock on wood — I haven’t been to the doctor in almost a year — yeah! I no sooner thought this and wham I was down and out with what I thought was a flu bug.
I had left work on a Friday afternoon feeling yucky and thought I would just do what the doctor always ordered: take two aspirins, get plenty of rest and drink lots of fluids. I had a Saturday morning appointment that I couldn’t miss. I had already canceled twice before. It was a major feat to get up, get dressed and drive. The meeting did not go well. I ended up excusing myself and asking for the location of the nearest restroom. By that afternoon I was calling around for the nearest walk-in-clinic.
The doctor on call was concerned because I had a fever, and because of the symptoms I had he said I needed to go to an emergency room and have a CT scan. When I arrived at our local hospital, the receptionist had yet to receive a phone call with the recommendations from the walk-in-clinic doctor. I was too out of it to argue, or pursue it anymore, and asked my husband to just take me home.
Not good. By nine that night I was back in the ER being hooked up to monitors and IVs while nurses and doctors asked questions, poked and listened. After a CT scan was done, the diagnosis was delivered and I was told that I was being admitted to the hospital at least overnight for observation. More pain meds and antibiotics were pumped into me and I was starting to feel a “little” better.
Owning a small towing business means I do pretty much everything in the office, and with me being out for a week, my desk showed it. I have to knock on wood, though, as I am feeling pretty lucky. What I was diagnosed with is manageable, my family and employees were awesome — going the extra mile to help out — and my husband, well … he makes a pretty good nurse.