Ugh

So, I have been sick for almost a week, and I was pretty sure it was just a cold. But when I woke up today I felt even worse than I had. So, Nate takes me to the doctor's office. The receptionist makes me put on a mask and sits me in a private waiting room. Oh, like that's not embarrassing. Then when they call me I have to get up and walk through the non isolated waiting room where the healthier people are looking at me like I have the plague.

I get in the room, and they make me keep the mask on while they take my vitals. They even have a thermometer that they run across my forehead so they can keep a safe distance from me. The doc did let me take the mask off so she could see my throat.

Then this total effing douchebag comes in joking about shoving this giant q tip into my brain. He hurt me and when I tried to get away from him (while trying to hit him) he laughed at me. Obviously, no one has done this to him. I wish it could be me.... douche.

So, I sit in there and wait, and finally the doctor comes back in and tells me I can take the mask off. It's not swine flu just type A influenza. It's viral so there is not much they can do to treat it. Rest, drink plenty of fluids, blah blah blah.

She wants me to take off til next Monday, but this is not possible. So we compromise for just two days.

LAME!