I recently started a new job, which meant more money for the family, maybe paying the house off early.
Look into getting the wife a new car so i did not have to worry about her breaking down and surprise
expenses.
I had chosen to become a truck driver. Not the most glamorous job in the world, and it definitely sucks to be so far away from home for such a long time. But if we can stick it out for a couple of years we can make live much better and easier for us.
So i spent most of a summer in Idaho going to their school, (which i still owe for). Got my CDL and got my driver number and mentor.
First time out was for up 6 weeks straight. Which is a LONG time to be away from home, but once you earn your spot things get a bit easier and you can manage to swing by home more often.
We went to a lot of places, southern tip of texas, very eastern kentucky, down to pick up a load in Southern Ca. I have seen a lot of the country and already been in every state on the continental U.S. once, but i got to see a lot more of it.
Things were going good, getting use to the truck in heavy traffic. We had about 3 weeks in and i noticed that my feet were a little swollen, but i wrote this off to just a lot of shifting and getting use to things.
By the beginning of week 4 my feet looked like marshmallows and my legs and mid section were starting to swell a little. But i didn't think much about it. By end of week 4 my mentor was taking a few days off work and taking his wife to vegas, (over rated in my opinion.)
So end of week 4 he dropped me off near home and i got a few days of very needed home time. The next day my wife talked me into going to now care to get the swelling checked. While i was not excited about the idea, the last thing we needed right now was more bills. I gave in and we loaded up and went.
The Now care is part of the hospital here, after getting all the ppw filled out, i was shown the room, and waited for the doc to arrive. I never did see their doctor. A Nurse came in and checked me out and told me she was taking me to the E.R. which i considered to be a bit odd, but what do i know i'm just a dumb truck driver. *lol*.
So they move me to the E.R. and before i knew it the room was packed with nurses and doctors and equipment. They were running all sorts of test. They were worried that my heart was having issues and that was what was causing the swelling. Not the case, which is good. But what they did find out is that my liver was having issues.
So they set me up with a local doctor with a appointment in a few days and sent me home. The next day i went back to the E.R. to find the doc that was on duty and asked for some pain meds, i was not sure why, but i was hurting like crazy and did not get much sleep at all that night.
The appointment with the local doctor was short and simple. she looked at all of the information and told me my liver was having problems, and i had Hepatitis C. She set me up with a specialist and sent me home.
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