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So. I'm now dealing with not only a sinus infection, but bronchitis as well. And I totally blame the clinic for this. Here's why: After seeing my doctor on Wednesday, I was unable to pick up the antibiotic he prescribed until Friday. At noon, I went to the clinic pharmacy directly from seeing Dr. Hall (who is still awesome). It was jam packed, like it was last Friday, when I caught the cold I was being treated for (irony, I haz it). After waiting in line to drop off the Rxs, the guy handed me #87. I looked at the number board. They had just called #28. Yeah. He said, "Just so you know, the wait is about 4 hours." I was apoplectic. And I started to cry. While crying is a norm at home, it's seriously rare that I break down like that in public. I was starving, and I only had $15 in my checking account. Enough to get gas to get home and a little food to last until Friday when Mom would get paid. I said, sniffling, "I'm starving, I got THIS cold after waiting here on Friday, and there aren't even any CHAIRS for me to sit in for four hours." I knew that I couldn't go to the McDonalds down the road due to the lack of funds. But I hated having to make the decision to leave and not get my antibiotic that day. But I did. I said, "You know that I will blame y'all if this sinus infection turns into bronchitis because of the extreme wait time." He didn't care, of course. So I left. Still crying. I cried all the way home, actually. And, of course, I couldn't get the car the next day, because Sis needed it to go to therapy and class. So I had to wait until Friday to pick up the amoxicillin. And now I have bronchitis. I'm being diligent and taking the meds every 8 hours as prescribed, but I'm pissed. I'm seriously pissed off that I was forced to choose between waiting for so long that I'd pick up something else, since no one actually wears their masks when sick, or to leave and come back two days later to pick up the antibiotics. Part of the problem was that there was obviously not enough staff to be efficient. According to Dr. Hall, this rush on the pharmacy happens every Christmas, when everyone picks up their meds to take on vacation. So the supervisor should know to add enough staff to compensate. When I got to the clinic on Friday, during my hour-long wait (which was incredible) I went to Dr. Hall's nurse and told her what had happened and to ask Dr. Hall to talk to the pharmacy supervisor about it, since he would carry more weight than I would. She promised that she would convey the message.
So now I'm coughing along with the sore throat and sinus pain. Oh! And on top of it all, my period has started. JOY. I just thank the Lord for the (presumably) woman who came up with the idea that you can be okay only having a period every three months, instead of every month. If I had to suffer like this every month, it would be unbearable. I have PMDD, which means that my PMS is super-charged. I go mental - my moods become erratic, I get super-depressed, and so easily annoyed it's ridiculous. And the cramps. OMG the cramps. It's like my uterus is trying so hard to collapse itself into a black hole. If the world disappears, it's because my uterus has accomplished it's goal. At least, being on the pill, I can start the real ones again as soon as I start the period itself. Which means that my moods almost immediately start to improve. Man, I was in such a dark place on Friday... it was kinda scary, actually. But I'm better now, thank God.
What keeps me sane is the kitties. Monsieur is determined to make me feel better. When I'm really upset, he scratches at my bedroom door until I let him in. He then basically forces me to pet him. His cuteness and fuzziness is a definite cure. Oh, you should see our tree now:
Leo has learned that climbing the tree and knocking off ornaments to play with is the BEST THING EVER. So we've had to hang all of the ornaments on the top half where he can't climb. It's so silly and pathetic now.
OMG. OMG. OMG. Gladys Kravitz has struck again! Our super-nosy neighbor lady (SNNL) has somehow become even more boundary-crossing crazy. Sis has caught my cold (not my fault), and so went to the close Walgreens to get some stuff. When she got home, SNNL noticed that Sis was under the weather and offered her a used bottle of vitamins to help. WTF. And, just now when I was taking the picture of the tree, I noticed that she was mowing our lawn. I'm okay with that, since it means we don't have to pay the landscaper the $25 to do it. But OMG. Intrusive much?
So now I'm coughing along with the sore throat and sinus pain. Oh! And on top of it all, my period has started. JOY. I just thank the Lord for the (presumably) woman who came up with the idea that you can be okay only having a period every three months, instead of every month. If I had to suffer like this every month, it would be unbearable. I have PMDD, which means that my PMS is super-charged. I go mental - my moods become erratic, I get super-depressed, and so easily annoyed it's ridiculous. And the cramps. OMG the cramps. It's like my uterus is trying so hard to collapse itself into a black hole. If the world disappears, it's because my uterus has accomplished it's goal. At least, being on the pill, I can start the real ones again as soon as I start the period itself. Which means that my moods almost immediately start to improve. Man, I was in such a dark place on Friday... it was kinda scary, actually. But I'm better now, thank God.
What keeps me sane is the kitties. Monsieur is determined to make me feel better. When I'm really upset, he scratches at my bedroom door until I let him in. He then basically forces me to pet him. His cuteness and fuzziness is a definite cure. Oh, you should see our tree now:
Leo has learned that climbing the tree and knocking off ornaments to play with is the BEST THING EVER. So we've had to hang all of the ornaments on the top half where he can't climb. It's so silly and pathetic now.
OMG. OMG. OMG. Gladys Kravitz has struck again! Our super-nosy neighbor lady (SNNL) has somehow become even more boundary-crossing crazy. Sis has caught my cold (not my fault), and so went to the close Walgreens to get some stuff. When she got home, SNNL noticed that Sis was under the weather and offered her a used bottle of vitamins to help. WTF. And, just now when I was taking the picture of the tree, I noticed that she was mowing our lawn. I'm okay with that, since it means we don't have to pay the landscaper the $25 to do it. But OMG. Intrusive much?