The Doctor is Out to Lunch
Feb. 27th, 2002 05:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morrigirlI went ot he ER last night at like 1AM. I meant to go earlier but I came home from dinner and just fell right asleep. Than I woke up at midnight and began crying because I still didn't feel any better. I was sitting on my bed bawling when Tina came in. She had just gotten back from an all day trip to Chicago and she still offered to come with me to the emergency room. Now there's a friend for ya. We waited out on the loading dock in the freezing cold waiting for the cab for like ever. During that time Tina told me stories and jokes to make me laugh and feel a little better even though I was sick. She is so sweet :)
Anyway we get there and a new doc checks me out. He says Dr. Mckinley misdiagnosed me. I don't have strep, what I have is a viral infection of the sinuses. She had given me antibiotics that work for throat problems but do not effect the head or sinuses. No wonder my symtoms weren't getting any better, I was taking drugs for symptoms I didn't have. Grrrr.
So he gave me a prescription for Amoxicillin. We waited forever for the nurse to bring it in to us. And when I went to go ask the nurse how long it would take she gave me attitude and I, of course, started to cry again. Finally she came in with the prescription and she gave me a shot in my hip of I dunno what but it totally knocked me out. We got home at 3 and I went straight to sleep.
Went to see Dean Bailey this morning. He said he would email all my profs and excuse all my absences. He also said that if in the next two weeks before the term ends I can't catch up on my work and I need to take an incomplete in one or all of my classes, he will let me. I just need to email him.
I've been thinking about comforting images while I've been trapped in my bed. My favorite is the thought of lacing my toes through sand, like on the beach. Southern beaches are the best. The ones up north just don't have the same feel to them. The last time I can remember going to a southern beach was the last time I went to visit dad...6 YEARS AGO!!!!
I also like the thought of holding a sleeping baby. Kids are great when they are unconscious. They are just these little balls of undiscovered energy and they just float thee when you hold them. Aw.
Anyway, that's it. Back to bed with me.
Carla
Anyway we get there and a new doc checks me out. He says Dr. Mckinley misdiagnosed me. I don't have strep, what I have is a viral infection of the sinuses. She had given me antibiotics that work for throat problems but do not effect the head or sinuses. No wonder my symtoms weren't getting any better, I was taking drugs for symptoms I didn't have. Grrrr.
So he gave me a prescription for Amoxicillin. We waited forever for the nurse to bring it in to us. And when I went to go ask the nurse how long it would take she gave me attitude and I, of course, started to cry again. Finally she came in with the prescription and she gave me a shot in my hip of I dunno what but it totally knocked me out. We got home at 3 and I went straight to sleep.
Went to see Dean Bailey this morning. He said he would email all my profs and excuse all my absences. He also said that if in the next two weeks before the term ends I can't catch up on my work and I need to take an incomplete in one or all of my classes, he will let me. I just need to email him.
I've been thinking about comforting images while I've been trapped in my bed. My favorite is the thought of lacing my toes through sand, like on the beach. Southern beaches are the best. The ones up north just don't have the same feel to them. The last time I can remember going to a southern beach was the last time I went to visit dad...6 YEARS AGO!!!!
I also like the thought of holding a sleeping baby. Kids are great when they are unconscious. They are just these little balls of undiscovered energy and they just float thee when you hold them. Aw.
Anyway, that's it. Back to bed with me.
Carla
