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I had my BIG long-awaited appointment with the Pulmonary Specialist yesterday. I\’ll live. Basically, it\’s called Pulmonary Histoplasmosis. I do show some small amounts of calcification in my spleen but the Docter didn\’t seem to be concerned about it. How I got this, was probably as a child – I inhaled fungus spores that are found in soil and in the droppings of bats and birds. These spores are found in the central, southeastern, and mid-Atlantic states. Most don\’t even know they have been infected – sometimes it\’s no more than a cold.
Is that a trip? My mom was born and raised in Ohio and my dad was born and raised in Eastern Tennesee. We used to go back and spend summers. My dad\’s family had a farm; raised chickens and other animals. Perhaps that mild summer cold was the first infection. The Doctor told me they have a fungus here in California, in the Central Valley which is very much the same. Seems to be related to farming – seeds attract birds?
There is no treatment – the damage has been done. I\’m good now. Those with weakened immunities or HIV, Cancer, etc can develop life-threatening complications. Then again, the only thing I may have out of this is that annoying dry cough and some tightness within my chest. I have crackly lungs. I just have to learn to live with it. I don\’t need to be on medications – usually, they are so potent that me with my sensitive tummy, I probably would have a hard time with them. At this time (if ever) I don\’t need oxygen. He told me to stay healthy – get my flu and pneumonia shots – and mild aerobics.
We left it at, I\’ll contact them if I start having a hard time breathing.
It\’s interesting though, that my Grandpa died from Black Lung disease. He was a coal miner in Eastern Tennesee. My dad also was a coal miner (yes I am a coal miner\’s daughter!) until he left for Korea in the Army. He vowed he would NEVER go back to being a coal miner.
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