So in a previous quote, I spoke about how I get bronchitis every year for many years, and I was stupid enough to smoke pot while I was sick, and how it made me cough so hard I thought I actually hurt myself. And I suggested that maybe I have a localized infection in my lung made worse by the smoking...
Well there is something else too...
I have been living in a 91 year old Coach House that isnt exactly in the best of shape, but it is full of character and in a truly magnificent location near the beach. this is my third summer there. When I say the place isnt in the best of shape, the land lord told me that there had been some water damage in the past. A pipe burst or something.. I dont know to what extent he just patched over it, or fully fixed whatever damage occurred.
Now, a year ago, at the end of July, there was a leak in the roof right above my bed. No water dripped on the bed, but the drywall ceiling above it (a 3' x 3' patch) became dark stained, and over time, the paint started bubbling and separating. Soon, paint and powder had started to sluff off and fall on my bed. I have a King-sized bed, so I just moved over to the edge farthest away from this but continued sleeping in the room.
So I told the landlord about this back last summer, and he said to wait till it drys out and he would take a look. Well it was a rainy summer and fall last year so it never really dried out, and it never got looked at. Next thing you know, it was winter, so I sealed up the windows and didnt get any fresh air.. I had told them about it a few times before the winter, during and after as well..
I kinda knew that it probably isnt too healthy of a situation but it didnt smell bad, and the paint was falling on the far side of the bed, not on me, as far as I could tell anyhow.
A roofer finally came, after the winter to fix the roof. I asked him if it now the whole drywall needed to be gutted in case there was mold up there. His response was "It doesnt work that way. All you have to do is let it dry and patch it up." but the drywall ceiling has yet to be fixed and it appears now to have cracks that would lead up to a crawlspace area. Who knows what I could have breathed in sleeping there every night. And maybe that caused a mass in my lung..
I am writing this because it eases my anxiety to do so. My Oncologist says that I have a tendency to over-intellectualize things. Instead I should just go out and enjoy my life. And friends agree that only the biopsy will tell what exactly is in my lung. I am no longer sleeping in that room. I agree it was careless to not scream to my landlord to get it fixed, or just hire someone to do it myself.
But in any case, if I have a mass in my lung, whatever the cause, you would probably agree that I need to get that ceiling fixed if I am to make a good recovery. Who knows, the whole building could be moldy - it is an old wood structure.
Aside from this negative I just pointed out, this is the perfect place for serenity. Im in an upscale part of town, two blocks from the beach, I get a nice breeze in through the windows, and it is completely peaceful, like being in a cottage in the forest. Other than this negative, this would be the perfect place for a cancer survivor to focus on health and recovery..
At this point I am just rambling. I just wanted to know how you feel about this, whether it could be a credible explanation for anything, and maybe some suggestions on what I should do. If I could figure out a way, I would post a photo of the ceiling so you could see how bad it is.
thanks much..