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I surely was not feeling very ill the afternoon you came to see me, and I
enjoyed our visit so much - more than I can tell you. But the next day I
went to have my throat doctor paint my throat with argyrol, and for some
unknown reason he took my temperature. He found it was 102.8, and personally
conducted me to his hospital without letting me go home, (three blocks), to
get even a toothbrush. Well, the temperature went on jumping way up for some
days, and that let me in for a set of trying examinations besides making me
feel very weak - just liquid diet, etc. By poking me thoroughly the
doctors found a sore spot on my
right side - said to be inflamed gall bladder. That meant X-rays, etc. The
pictures did show some stones and that the pesky thing was not functioning
properly. After four or five days of this my temperature did drop to normal
and even below. Of course, the surgeons would like to operate as a
"preventive of further trouble", and think it would improve my general
health. But I have never had a single throb of pain there and did not know I had a gall bladder until
they scientifically poked me. I am not going to rush into an operation as a
"preventive," but I am going to follow a diet
and take care of the wretched thing for a while. Of course, the high fever
and liquid diet have taken the strength out of me a good deal, but today I
had a little solid food and feel
already better.
I write you about this, my dear, simply because I do not ⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ see how I am able to give myself the visit in Red Cloud3 with Carrie4 and Mary5 which I have looked forward to so long. I hate to disappoint them and I hate to disappoint myself, but it will take me some time to get back my normal vitality6, and I suppose I shall have to keep this defective organ under observation for some time. I don't want any word about it spread abroad and I do not want Elsie7 to know about it, or anyone except Carrie and Mary - I know they will keep it to themselves. I hate to be sick and I hate to be "defective".
Well, we did have a nice visit, didn't we? And Roscoe8 is sitting
up and it looks as if he were
going to be himself again.! That is a great comfort. As soon
as I begin to lead a normal life again and see my friends and go to a few
concerts, I shall be happy and be
myself. But really, life on the flat of your
back and liquid diet is too dreary to be continued. I would rather take any
chance than submit to that. Yes, we did have a good visit, dear Irene, and
you must never come to New York2
without hunting me up. Promise me that, and you let Carrie and Mary know
about this queer upset.
I can't write about it again—though I suppose I must explain to Roscoe why I dropped out of his life as soon as he began to get better!
FROM CATHER 570 PARK.9, NEW YORK CITY2 Mrs. C. W. Weisz1, 3270 Lake Shore Drive, Chicago10, Illinois. NEW YORK,N.Y.2 APR 19 1942 230PM Illness