And not the Olympic kind.
Last night I was still feeling icky and ElCid was not handling well being in bed next to me while I alternately shivered and had hot clammy sweats. He also didn't like that white pussy wierdness had appeared on my tonsils. I had it a couple of months ago but there wasn't a fever then and after a few weeks of gargling with Listerine it went away. (Did you know that Listerine was invented by Dr. Lister who used it to wash his hands before surgery?) I don't get sick very often and when I do he gets worried.
This morning he insisted that I see a Doctor. Like a general practitioner kind of doctor. I DON'T see those kind of Dr.'s. I just don't. I take my kids to see them, I encourage ElCid to see them, but really they aren't for me.
It's not that I'm against all sorts of Dr.'s. I really like my OBGYN. He delivered Jr. & George and is really nice and funny. I see him once a year, we chat about spouses and kids and his boat while he does his thing and then I go home not to see him for another year. It works for me.
Lucky for us my mom is still here so there wasn't a whole entourage as he escorted me to the Dr. office where he goes. The he escorted me home to get my ID I didn't have so they would look at me and then back again to be looked at. After waiting for about an hour and a half (total) we saw the random Dr. guy for 1.5 minutes (that's being generous) and after listening to me breathe and looking in my ears and throat he diagnosed me with pharyngitis (a sore throat) and and an upper respiratory infection. Told me to take mucinex -D, an antibiotic for 10 days and gargle with Listerine (HAH! I did know how to make it go away last time!). He also prescribed a shot in the bum. Now here I am at home while all my people are at church and my first 8 yr old is being welcomed to the ward without me. Stupid Dr.'s
The random thing about the Dr guy was that he was supporting his right arm on a round pillow next to his side. When he came into the room he said he would shake hands but he broke his arm. It didn't look pale or emaciated like it had been cast or splinted and now it was recovering it looked just like the other one. And when they took us to the room he'd been using a computer with both hands. It was really strange. And my street name on my form was typed in as Car[emteroa, do ya think somebody was still hung over from last night? I sure do.
If you're wondering what record was broken it was my personal record of not seeing a regular Dr. for my self. It's been about 5 years. We still lived at the condo and I wasn't pregnant with George yet, but we for sure had Jr. My mom says when I was a kid she took me in to see the Dr for some reason and they couldn't find my records because they had been moved to the basement be cause I hadn't been there in so long.
I really hate being sick I don't have time for it in my life.
Last night I was still feeling icky and ElCid was not handling well being in bed next to me while I alternately shivered and had hot clammy sweats. He also didn't like that white pussy wierdness had appeared on my tonsils. I had it a couple of months ago but there wasn't a fever then and after a few weeks of gargling with Listerine it went away. (Did you know that Listerine was invented by Dr. Lister who used it to wash his hands before surgery?) I don't get sick very often and when I do he gets worried.
This morning he insisted that I see a Doctor. Like a general practitioner kind of doctor. I DON'T see those kind of Dr.'s. I just don't. I take my kids to see them, I encourage ElCid to see them, but really they aren't for me.
It's not that I'm against all sorts of Dr.'s. I really like my OBGYN. He delivered Jr. & George and is really nice and funny. I see him once a year, we chat about spouses and kids and his boat while he does his thing and then I go home not to see him for another year. It works for me.
Lucky for us my mom is still here so there wasn't a whole entourage as he escorted me to the Dr. office where he goes. The he escorted me home to get my ID I didn't have so they would look at me and then back again to be looked at. After waiting for about an hour and a half (total) we saw the random Dr. guy for 1.5 minutes (that's being generous) and after listening to me breathe and looking in my ears and throat he diagnosed me with pharyngitis (a sore throat) and and an upper respiratory infection. Told me to take mucinex -D, an antibiotic for 10 days and gargle with Listerine (HAH! I did know how to make it go away last time!). He also prescribed a shot in the bum. Now here I am at home while all my people are at church and my first 8 yr old is being welcomed to the ward without me. Stupid Dr.'s
The random thing about the Dr guy was that he was supporting his right arm on a round pillow next to his side. When he came into the room he said he would shake hands but he broke his arm. It didn't look pale or emaciated like it had been cast or splinted and now it was recovering it looked just like the other one. And when they took us to the room he'd been using a computer with both hands. It was really strange. And my street name on my form was typed in as Car[emteroa, do ya think somebody was still hung over from last night? I sure do.
If you're wondering what record was broken it was my personal record of not seeing a regular Dr. for my self. It's been about 5 years. We still lived at the condo and I wasn't pregnant with George yet, but we for sure had Jr. My mom says when I was a kid she took me in to see the Dr for some reason and they couldn't find my records because they had been moved to the basement be cause I hadn't been there in so long.
I really hate being sick I don't have time for it in my life.
2 comments:
Wow! Good think I didn't know all that before I came down there w/Kafra. J/K, I really am not worried about adults as they generally don't do all the yucky germ things that kids do.
i know the time thing, moms just don't have time to be sick. it's not written in on our calendars and in MY world, if it's not on the calendar, i don't have the time!
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