Well, after coughing and hacking for four months I finally broke down and went to the doctor today. The guy we want to be our regular doctor couldn’t get me in, but they suggested an urgent care walk in place. Here’s how the day went:
9:57-check in and fill out the paperwork
10:20-my name is called to fill out the paperwork that is already right in front of the lady
11:00-my name is called to go back, temp and blood pressure taken
11:30-Nurse comes to tell me, Mr. McKenzie, that it’s time for my lab work and asks if my x-ray has been taken then realizes that I am not Mr. McKenzie
11:35-Doc checks me out and orders a chest x-ray
11:55-Chest x-ray is taken
12:10-finally leave the x-ray room(hey, if the tech person has to stand behind a blast wall, is it really safe for me to be over here unprotected?)
12:25-Doc orders a breathing therapy
1:10-Finish Breathing therapy
1:15-Doc tells me that they’ll let me know about the x-ray and gives me 3 prescriptions
1:25 pm-pay my bill(to a lady that walked straight out the 80’s with heavy makeup and femullet) and leave
1:27-Resume coughing in my car which suddenly lost it’s ability to cool air
2:30-prescriptions filled(I requested that the nasty tasting medicine be flavored watermelon for $3)
On a side note, why is it we can put a man on the moon, but can’t make cough syrup that doesn’t make you convulse from the taste?
4:00-MLB trade deadline passes with Manny Ramirez’ Red Sox future in the air.
4:01-after taking medication, my future as a wide awake husband and father is in the air