Not so Psychosomatic!

I hated to do it for a variety of reasons, but this morning I went to see a doctor. I went to bed with a fever and don't believe I got 30 minutes sleep all night... So I had no choice. Unfortunately for me, half the City started their morning feeling the same way I do. So while I was sure I'd be the first seen when the walk-in clinic at my family practice opened at 7AM, I acutally fell fifteenth in line. Luckily for me, time flies when you're nodding in and out of consciousness so the hour I waited seemed like just five minutes.

After his exam and hearing what I've been doing on my own, the doctor said to me, "Well, I can tell you that all the Zicam in the world won't stop this train." Great!

He said what I have requires no less than a 5-day course of azithromycin and he gave me vicodin for pain. While I refused the vicodin, I couldn't take the azithromycin fast enough! The doctor wrote me out of work for two days, which stinks. So I'm home doing exactly what the doctor said to do - drinking plenty of juice, sleeping when I can and popping Advil every couple of hours.

While I was at Mapelwood this morning, William was being seen at Forsyth Peds located on the other side of their parking lot. He tested negative for the flu but has some viral thing that's causing him to feel about as badly as I do. So we're both down for the count today.