I asked them if it might be MRSA or TB, but never got a reply. I asked if they wanted to test me. No reply.
About 10 days later, I get a call from The Tarrant County Board Of Health. They wanted to have a conversation.
Seems the hospital had reached out to them, and the info they gave regards chain of events on June 7th were not quite accurate. Also, the person who called said they were trying to find me.
They had my cell number.
Anyhow, I had to go into Fort Worth and get a blood test and leave some phlegm for testing.
Blood = TB Yea of Nay
Phlegm = Strain of TB to determine treatment.
If positive, I am administered IN PERSON AND DAILY prescribed meds. They insist on that so they can be sure I was taking it. I asked, what if I don't.
Welcome To Club Med(ical)
San Antonio, Texas! A resort for those who's lungs are a playground for bacteria, a playground for those who refuse treatment and home quarantine. Some activities there include:
So...here I am all ready for a 6 month vaca when I find out....
Stuck in the van! For now. That will change soon, though. Minus Woodworking and Horseshoe Toss.
So, your humble narrator is NOT infectious and can mingle about the great unwashed with concern of making someone ill.
Well...with TB, anyhow.
Until next time....