After making sure that someone could cover for me at work yesterday I left and drove directly to the doctors’ offices. I’d had enough of phone calls, advice nurses and waiting for appointment call backs that never come. Once at the DO I waited in line for appointment check-ins then told the receptionist that I needed to see someone. Now. I made it abundantly clear that I wasn’t leaving until someone saw me. I didn’t care if it was in intern cleaning rooms, but I wanted the “all clear” (or not) on my lungs. Anybody wielding a stethoscope would do. Amazingly, she found an opening… with a real doctor, not the janitor. It seems that there is usually a doctor on call but they’re reserved for emergency (or in this case really obnoxious) patients.
Luckily I don’t have pneumonia or swine flu. This is just a respiratory infection with bronchitis. Anyway, I’m taking today off from work to rest and let the antibiotics kick in. Hopefully guilt over housework, etc. won’t goad me into working all day.
Speaking of Swine Flu… in a couple of days my brother and my new sister-in-law return from their honeymoon in Mexico. They weren’t in or around Mexico City so they shouldn’t have been exposed to anything yucky. I wonder if incoming passengers will be checked when they return to the U.S.
Tasha is sick again too. This time her right eye is infected so her inner lid is up completely. The vet put her on eye drops and antibiotics. Hopefully our medications won’t be mixed up. If sudden urges to munch kibble or lick my butt manifest themselves then I probably screwed up. Cheers!