X-Ray Happy

I have had FOUR thorax X-rays since July. That seems like a lot, to me. The first was a routine, compulsory check for tuberculosis or something like that at the Immigration Health Office. The other three were associated with my bout of pneumonia this fall. I'm getting good at the positions in which one has to stand.

You will be overjoyed to know that the interpretation of my most recent one, yesterday, declared:

Pas d'image pleuro-parenchymateuse d'allure évolutive.

Which, in Babelfishian, is "No the pleuro-parenchymatous image of evolutionary pace."

Or, in straight talk: Your pneumonia has gone away. Celebrate!

Maybe Enoch can translate "pleuro-parenchymatous" into English for us. I already looked up "pleural sacs" last time I had to decipher X-ray results, but parenchymatous...okay, okay, I'll Wikipedia it (if Google can be a verb, why not Wiki?):

The parenchyma are the functional parts of an organ in the body [... e.g.] the alveoli of the lungs

So then, pleuro-parenchymatous would mean to do with functional parts of the lungs and the sacs around the lungs, I guess.

In any case, we're happy. But I'm taking the radiologist's word for things, because honestly I can't see any difference amongst all the X-rays. Goes to show I haven't taken any radiological interpretation classes.