Friday, August 31, 2007

Sickness and such

Symptoms: Sore throat, runny nose, cough, headache, fuzzy headed, fatigue, memory loss (well...maybe not?), loss of appetite, tender ears...

Cause: Strep throat.

Yuck. I haven't been sick for something like three years, then two days after our great, relaxing vacation I get sick! I will take the blame, though. As I'm nearly certain that I contracted this virus by drinking after several small children for six days. Oops.

I wasn't going to go to the doctor today, but I did. I was getting annoyed at coughing and wasn't pleased that I probably infected whomever I hung out with. So, I went to a "walk in clinic" in town and was pleasantly surprised at how much I liked the office and the staff.

When I walked into the office, it was very nice and welcoming. There was a large flat screen TV in the waiting room. Surely sick people need a nice TV show to appease them as they hack up a lung or vomit on the brand new carpet. Maybe the doctors wife wouldn't let him get one at home, so he turned to plan B: office big screen TV. Either way, I choose to read a magazine.

First, I walked to the check-in window. The nice lady opened it and asked how she could help me. I assertively said, "I need an antibiotic", convincingly I might add since my voice is no more than a raspy whisper. Everyone chuckled and commented that I was a girl that knew what she wanted. Duh, why else would I be there?

So, I hand her my insurance card and she takes some information from it. She then looks up at me and says, "Is Patrick S McBride your dad? Are you on his insurance?". Ah, ha ha ha. "No," I say with an annoyed grin, "That is my husband." Ohhhhh. I get the look I usually get with that response. You know, the are-you-serious-you-can't-be-older-than-twelve look, then we were done.

To make sure I was not lying about being married, the nurse was striking up conversation with me while we were in the room waiting for the doctor. "You look very young. I was surprised that you said you were born in 1981..." she said. Forcing a smile I replied, " I know, I get that a lot. People never believe that I'm really 25!" I think she finally believed me.

The doctor was nice and I think I like him more than my regular doctor. Also, (at the pharmacy) the pharmacy assistant took my insurance card and asked if I was on my dad's insurance. Again, I told him that it was my husband's. This time, I slid my left hand onto the counter further for tangible proof of my marriage.

With all of this said, I've been trying to rest this week (minus an awesome workout yesterday!) and have even napped every day! I'm on an antibiotic for my strep throat that unfortunately has "stomach side effects" (diarrhea, stomach cramps and pains, nausea) which I'm really sensitive to. But in five days, I'm suppose to be strep free!

One thing (among many) that is very annoying to me about having strep throat: breathing through your nose causes your throat to be itchy, which leads to a horrible session of coughing. I've decided that I'm not a fan of being sick...

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

It makes me my heart hurt that you aren't feeling good. I hope that you feel much better tomorrow. Call me. Love you.

Courtney said...

I am so sorry that you aren't feeling well. I want you to know that I have never once thought you looked any younger than you are! Hope that thought makes you feel a little better!

Jen said...

I'm sick here at my house, too, Ashley but the doc said I only had a virus, no strep. I can totally relate with the tickly throat that triggers a coughing jag! OUCH! I've been sleeping on the couch for 5 nights now, trying not to keep B up all night with my coughing and hacking! :(

Alice said...

I'm sorry you're feeling ill. Juliette's sick, too. When she's on antibiotics, I give her Lactinex which is a probiotic (good bacteria) replace what the antibiotics kill in her stomach to prevent the stomach disaster. It seemed to work last time. Or you could try eating tons of yogurt. I hope you recover quickly!

Steph said...

Hey Ashley,
Sorry you're feeling under the weather. I can totally relate with the looking younger than you are thing...I very frequently get the "Oh, that poor teenage mom" look at the grocery store. It's okay though...when we're 50 we'll still look super hot! :)