Over it.
I really didn't want to truck my way up to Wishard with my non-insurance-havin-ass, but this can't be a normal flu. I'm pretty sure we've gone into the strep throat stage of it, and that's too unbearable for me. My mommy is taking me to amoxicilian heaven.
Not to be redundant, but I do wish (along with every not-too-wealthy person in this country) that while I'm up there waiting the standard 10 hours I didn't have to fill out some paper work for Wishard Advantage so that I don't have to pay a million dollars for them to check me out. Well, I guess at least we have that now. *shrugs* I just don't want to sit up there for that long. I just want my meds and my beds.
Not to be redundant, but I do wish (along with every not-too-wealthy person in this country) that while I'm up there waiting the standard 10 hours I didn't have to fill out some paper work for Wishard Advantage so that I don't have to pay a million dollars for them to check me out. Well, I guess at least we have that now. *shrugs* I just don't want to sit up there for that long. I just want my meds and my beds.