TB and Me: An Update

I must thank all of those who have been concerned for my health. Basically, that's my mom (she has to worry about me), Joy's mom (she has to because if I go, then her daughter will be a widow), and Mrs. Wightman (who is pretty much my other mom). So yeah, it seems only moms worry about my health. Others seem to just laugh at me and threaten to un-invite me to events and weekends and such. I guess I can't blame them. But for those of you who need an update, here it is.

If you'll remember, I went to have my chest X-ray. Well, I have since found out that not only was it unnecessary for the woman to have me take off my shirt to do the x-ray, but apparently they don't normal rub oil on your chest beforehand either. Oh well. I went in to see the doctor and she said my x-ray was completely normal. (I thought she might say something about my great usage of lung space after years of singing in the Chorale, but she didn't...) She said I am not contagious and do not need to worry. As a preventative measure, I will be on medication that I will take every day for nine months. So far, I've remembered for six straight days. I am sorry, but I don't know the name of the medication. My mom asked me, but I still don't know. Call for details. Also, since I was cleared, I was finally able to start my practicum, which is definitely a good thing. Also very good is the fact that there is a TB clinic nearby so all of my medication and everything will be completely free. Yeah, take that, all of you people who freaked out when I lived for 6 months will no health insurance! (Mrs. Wightman, I probably shouldn't mention that those months without insurance were while I was living at your house, should I?)