When I was a kid, about 19 years old, I got sick. Our doctor, Joe Freiden, diagnosed it as glandular fever and possibly mononucleosis. We would have to wait until testing came back to see if it was mono. I was advised to stay in the house until we were sure.
That was very inconvenient. Because of that edict, I missed going to my girlfriend's senior prom. Instead, she came over to my house and we made fudge or something.
When I went back to the doctor, I was told I did have mono but the contagious period was already over. Too bad that my girlfriend missed her prom - I married her anyway - 50 years ago tomorrow!.
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RANDOM MUSINGS FROM THE TOP OF THE HILL
6/17/2016
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