I am getting chest X-rays tomorrow. /o\ I finally went to the doctor on Wednesday to see if he could do anything about the shoggoth breeding grounds that were formerly my lungs. He did the usual poking and prodding and thumping and stethoscoping, and decided he didn’t like the noise my right lung was making. Hence, radiology. He also suggested that the pain I’d been feeling when I coughed, or breathed too deeply, was caused by inflammation of the pleura
, and recommended I switch from acetaminophen to ibuprofen. This turned out to be a good call.
In happier news, tomorrow evening is the start of the Dances of Vice Festival III: The Shipwrecked Mariners Ball
, a cruise around New York harbor aboard the Jewel
. I have my outfits assembled (more or less — I have to sew one button and make decisions re: accessories and makeup), and will be praying to Poseidon and the nereids for fine sailing.