Went backkk to the doctor today to figure out why I've had a temperature for the past 4 days, chills, body aches, and oh yeah - those really disgusting white spots in the back of my throat. Found those delicious little wonders with my book light. Over the weekend, the "walk in" doctor told me he saw an ulcer in my throat, which really freaked me out. So I was bound and determined to see it myself... I used my toothbrush to hold my tongue down, but the light in the bathroom just wasn't quite strong enough to see anything. Wah lah! Book light. Had to practically swallow the thing, but there it was, no-- no ulcer, just white gross things all over my throat. I threw down the booklight and put my hands over my throat. I'd had enough. This damn supervirus has to GO!
The doctor told me my throat looked "suspicious." Like it had committed a crime and had some smug look on its face. But no, doctor. It's a throat. That adjective doesn't work for me. She must have sensed my confusion, because she took ANOTHER rapid strep test. Nada. Fortunately, she sent the culture to the lab to find out why my throat was being so sneaky.
She also sent ME to the lab.
Anyone who knows me know that my personal hell is a lab. I have such a blood phobia. I sneakily requested that the receptionist give me a room where I could lay down. She wasn't so sneaky. She found a hot pink post-it that said, "PATIENT WANTS TO LIE DOWN" and stuck it onto my paperwork. Ugh.
A massive man with goggles came out to the waiting room. Not me. Not me. Not me. "Danielle?" EFF! Why is he wearing those goggles? In case my blood spurts out all over his face? I could feel myself getting woozy already. But I laid in the chair and survived. I credit Goggles for telling some pretty hilarious stories that included ugly people and flasks. I survived.
I later when to Target to pick up me new prescription for antibiotics... only need 5 of them, but my insurance company is only paying for 3 at a time. Can't wait to pick up my refill on CHRISTMAS EVE. UGH. Can't blame Target - the sweetest lady worked so hard while I stood there, probably looking like crap in my baggy sweatshirt, and ruffled hair (still matted from laying down for the blood work). She tried calling every connection she had, but alas, I walked out with my 3 pills.
Hopefully this darn disease is on its way out... I should know more tomorrow. Here's to a healthy Christmas for everyone!
No comments:
Post a Comment