So for Valentine's day, I went to the urgent care clinic. It really wasn't urgent, but I had called in from work, and I needed a doctor's note. Plus the night before, this cold type thing I have was giving me dizzy spells, one lasting about an hour. That was concerning. About the only thing done for Vday was me saying "happy Valentine's day" to my husband in the waiting room. Heh. My dad usually brings me and my sister flowers every year (he's come to my work some years just to give them to me!), but this year my mom asked if I would prefer the money instead of the flowers. We're broke, so I took them up on that. It just wasn't the same, and that was depressing, but really, I made the smart choice. I know that, even if I felt that little pang of want.
Anyway, the doctor at urgent care was so rude. He jabbed the tongue depressor in my mouth, and jabbed the thing in my ears. He told me that my throat was red, I was running a low grade fever and my chest sounded a little wheezy. Um, yeah, I could have told him that. At least he gave me a prescription, which seems to be helping. The Mucinex is too. I'm coughing a lot of crap up. Mmm, such a lovely thought for you guys to have, huh?
Today is my Friday, so yay for that. I have therapy tomorrow, so yay for that too, even if I'm not looking forward to it. We're going to have to talk about why I want to go off my meds, and I'm not convinced I want to anymore. I mean, I still do, but I also don't. *sigh* I don't know how I feel right now.
Randomly, does anyone else who uses Google Docs miss the "save and close" button? Because I miss it like whoa.
And now a poll inspired by a debate I had yesterday with
innerslytherin:
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It's snowing. None of it will stick. I wish it would just pour down and make me snowbound for the "weekend".
Anyway, the doctor at urgent care was so rude. He jabbed the tongue depressor in my mouth, and jabbed the thing in my ears. He told me that my throat was red, I was running a low grade fever and my chest sounded a little wheezy. Um, yeah, I could have told him that. At least he gave me a prescription, which seems to be helping. The Mucinex is too. I'm coughing a lot of crap up. Mmm, such a lovely thought for you guys to have, huh?
Today is my Friday, so yay for that. I have therapy tomorrow, so yay for that too, even if I'm not looking forward to it. We're going to have to talk about why I want to go off my meds, and I'm not convinced I want to anymore. I mean, I still do, but I also don't. *sigh* I don't know how I feel right now.
Randomly, does anyone else who uses Google Docs miss the "save and close" button? Because I miss it like whoa.
And now a poll inspired by a debate I had yesterday with
[Poll #1526214]
It's snowing. None of it will stick. I wish it would just pour down and make me snowbound for the "weekend".
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Date: 2010-02-16 01:19 pm (UTC)The next time you have a doctor give you shit for asking to be looked at when you have dizzy spells, give him the finger. You have this high blood pressure thing, if you get dizzy spells, it's due diligence to check it out even if it's nothing--and you can say that.
But I'm glad it was just an upper respiratory thing and not something more serious. You don't need any more serious.
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Date: 2010-02-16 01:25 pm (UTC)I definitely don't need anymore serious. I'm sick of serious.
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Date: 2010-02-16 02:00 pm (UTC)I cannot wait for spring, that's my favorite season. A nice 72 degree day with a rainy night, I'm in heaven.
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Date: 2010-02-16 02:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-16 02:19 pm (UTC)I love fall as well but I hate cold. I like it in between....cracked windows, nice breezes, fragrant smells and birds in the morning.
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Date: 2010-02-16 03:23 pm (UTC)No one looks her best at 90F. Everything is either shiny or sticky.
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Date: 2010-02-16 03:58 pm (UTC)And that is SO TRUE. Ugh. I hate the summer.
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Date: 2010-02-16 05:12 pm (UTC)I am, however, slightly perturbed by your lack of options between 20 degrees and 90 degrees. Fall is my favorite season, but I like it best when it is between 50 and 80 degrees. Large window, I know, but that is the beauty of the season.
If I can wear a t-shirt while everyone else is bitching about how cold it is, I'm a happy camper. ^_^
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Date: 2010-02-16 07:16 pm (UTC)If I can wear a t-shirt while everyone else is bitching about how cold it is, I'm a happy camper.
Yes. This.
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Date: 2010-02-16 07:09 pm (UTC)I would actaully prefer about 45 degrees and fall....but with the given choices, I would definitely go colder.
Hope you get to feeling better soon and good luck with your session.
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Date: 2010-02-18 04:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-16 09:06 pm (UTC)And I had a slight moment of disconnect looking at your temps. I was like, yeah, 20s good--wtf 90? Is she mad...then I remembered, no, she's American and uses F, not C. (90 deg C=194 F, um, yeah, literally cooking by that point.) *facepalm*
Anyhow, as much as I hate being sweaty and hot (Oh, but I long for a dry heat, but in a province almost entirely surrounded by water, not happening!), I'd much rather be that than cold. I get cold far too easily these days, or so it seems.... And I hate winter. I hate snow because I have to shovel it and then drive on horrible roads and it's COLD. I think I mentioned I really hate cold.
I love the summer, even when it's so muggy that sitting in my darkened comp room typing makes me break into a sweat. I love going over to the shore to get relief from the heat and humidity. Sitting in the shade but still being warm, the flowers, the trees....everything in bloom. Yep. I am a summer girl. With a deep winter birthday. *sigh*
Glad it turned out you just had a cold and nothing more serious!
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Date: 2010-02-18 04:17 pm (UTC)See, I'd rather be shivering than sweating. When you're not actually doing something that should make you sweat, sweating is just gross.
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Date: 2010-02-17 02:54 am (UTC)They charged me for a pregnancy test that I told them over and over I didn't need (cause, you know, kinda NOT sexually active at the moment and I think I would know). They also suggested that the pain I was experiencing in my hip (which turned out to be my hip all rotated and popped out of joint) was some variety of tumor, which sent me into anxiety city for two weeks until I could get a completely unnecessary ultrasound.
And, really, the biggest pain in the ass of all was the fact that I'd been waiting for half an hour when a very obnoxious lady came into the waiting room and whined and bitched and moaned her way in ahead of me because she was "so congested she couldn't take it anymore."
Yeah. Urgent Care-- of teh SUCK!
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Date: 2010-02-18 04:19 pm (UTC)