Heed not Steve

And It Has A Nice Personality…

Just a quick update:

After suffering the last three weeks from fever, a sinus infection, an ear infection (resulting in a ruptured eardrum,) an upper respiratory infection and pneumonia, I’m mostly recovered.

My stamina is returning; I spent all day at work on my feet today without needing any extra chair time.

But, I’ve still got chest congestion and my antibiotics run out today.

So, yesterday I went back to the medical professionals to see what was what and whether it’s safe to stop the antibiotics.

They checked my blood oxygen level and listened to my chest 12 different ways from Sunday, then concluded the pneumonia has likely cleared, but I have acute bronchitis.

Get it?  The post title?  acute bronchitis?  A cute …

Ah, never mind.


Acute bronchitis is inflammation of the bronchial tubes in the lungs.  It was likely caused by pneumonia and a persistent cough.  It’s kind of a bad feedback loop – the lungs get irritated which leads to congestion which leads to coughing which leads to more inflammation, etc..  I’d been consciously trying to cough up as much as I could.  Now I’m coughing as little as possible to give my lungs a break.

It should clear up.  They prescribed an inhaler to use as needed and recommended various over the counter drugs and told me to be alert for any return of fever or shortness of breath (signs the pneumonia is back.)

Otherwise, if it doesn’t clear up in two weeks, I go back for chest X-rays.

And that’s all.

I’m cautiously optimistic.

Here’s hoping it all clears up.

Asleep Awake

So, I’m on the downhill side of pneumonia, and it’s my weekend and I sleep in.  I dream I’ve left a party and am trying to walk home.  It’s a long walk.

I just want to get home.

In the dream, a guy I knew in the service finds me.  He’s been tasked with finding me and there I am.  He collects me and we get in a big, old, convertible Cadillac.  As he drives, music plays over the radio.

Where did he discover such cool music?  I’m so square.  The music is moody and cool and mysterious.  I’m envious of his esoteric taste and his hip knowledge.

We arrive but it’s not my house.  It’s more of the same party, some five miles past my house.

I just want to get home.  I’ve got to start walking!

Then I wake up.

And I hover between dream and reality.

I’m already home.  Right?  I’m in bed.  This is home.

Still …I feel the urge to fall back to sleep so I can work my way home in a new dream.  I waffle back and forth, but decide it’s unnecessary.

Then I realize the music I’d heard came from my own subconscious!  

I am cool!

And I wish I were a musical genius so I could write that sh*t down.  But I don’t know how to do that.  And I can’t remember any of it, anyhow.  Not a whit.


I open my eyes.

At least I’m home.

It Ain’t Like The Movies

aloof moon –
the days proceed
second by second


© Steve Mitchell 2016

Each Day

each day
he goes to bed
with plans
in his head
in his head


© Steve Mitchell 2016

(Found Art) Misty Mountain – Ink Blot on Paper Towel




I start the car to go to work and Led Zeppelin comes on the radio.

You can listen to Led Zeppelin on a CD or on iTunes or whatever, but…nothing is better, nothing, than Led Zeppelin, in the dark, in the car, over the radio.

It’s the best.


May Cause Drowsiness 

nightly cough syrup
a spider on the ceiling
rain clouds outside


© Steve Mitchell 2016

Olympic Cat Napping


And…he’s done it!  He’s pulled a full pike into a three-quarter doze!  You can expect the judges will put up high numbers for that performance.  He makes it look easy.  Just stellar.  No one naps like the cats.  


Up To Here With It

Hey, Steve, you may be saying, what gives?  We haven’t seen you around Burger World lately.

Well, it’s nothing dire.  I’ll give you the short version first and you can skip the rest if you like.

I have pneumonia.



This is the third time I’ve had pneumonia.

I’m about tired of pneumonia.

I should be going back to work the day after tomorrow.  I think I’m on track.

Anyhow, it just started as some post nasal drip two weeks ago, Wednesday.  I felt fine Thursday.  Then, Friday, I felt pretty crappy so I left work early.  I’d thought all day, How can I feel so feverish when I don’t have a fever?

But, I did have a fever.  I had a fever of 101.  I just wasn’t especially warm to the touch.  It tricked me.

So, I called in sick for the next couple of days and got plenty of rest and drank a lot of fluids.  Saturday and Sunday were hard fever days.  I had a sore throat which came and went.  I had occasional sinus pain which came and went.  I don’t quite remember Monday.  By Tuesday, the fever was gone, so I went back to work the following Wednesday.

It was a long day but I didn’t feel any sicker.

Thursday, though, was a very long day.  The fever returned.  It hit about 103.  I had pain in my ears.  I called in sick, again, for the next few days and planned to get medical attention the next day, Friday.

Oh, and that Thursday night (well, it was early, early Friday morning) my right eardrum ruptured from infection.  That hurt a lot.  That hurt quite a lot.  I didn’t know it had ruptured, though.

I don’t have a current primary care physician.  My last one changed hospitals and I’ve been lazy about signing up with a new one.  So, I went to one of those drop-in clinics.  I found one with good reviews on Yelp.

That’s the modern age we live in.

At the clinic, they diagnosed me with both sinus and ear infections (and the rupture) and prescribed antibiotics and what-not.  Good, good, good.  That was Friday.

But, by Sunday, I still had a fever.  And, I could hear rale, that familiar pop and crackle in my breath.

I went back to the clinic on Monday to followup and, yep, sure enough ….pneumonia.  They switched me to a stronger antibiotic, one which will cover the pneumonia and the sinus/ear infection.

And that’s where I am.  That’s where I’ve been.

It’s just been a haze of fever and mucous and coughing and weird sharp pains and moving symptoms.

But *knock wood* I’m on the downhill side.  I haven’t had any fever for a couple days (or those damned fever dreams.)  I have no sore throat.  I’m just waiting for the congestion and the pneumonia to run it’s course.  I don’t think I’ll be 100 percent when I go back to work but I should be well enough not to move backwards.

Have I mentioned I’m tired of pneumonia?

I am.

I’m tired of pneumonia.



It’s a (Semi) Major Award!

35 watts










© Steve Mitchell 2016

With a Better Title

a problem with zen


I fantasize my

life always in the moment 

some other better moment 


© Steve Mitchell 2016


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