I have been sick for 2 weeks. I went to the doctor last Monday to see if I could get my hands on some good old anti-biotics. It was a failed attempt when I didn't pass the strep throat test and I couldn't pretend to be sick enough. She said to call back in a few days if things got worse.
Well, they didn't actually. She was right. Darn doctors...know everything. So for three days I felt great. Saturday, my throat started hurting again and chills came and went. Achy. You get the picture. I called her on Monday and SCORE, she called in a Z-pack without even making me throw away a good $20 on a co-pay.
I stood in line and downed my 2 first day pills cause I just couldn't wait another moment. I am sure I feel better already...but maybe it is just the fact I have my hands on those hard to get drugs.
Garth called from MN and feels icky too. I told him to try to call the doctor tomorrow and tell him in a very sick voice, "Well, my wife got some."
I heart anti-biotics.