Had to go to Urgent Care today. Must have picked up a bug during my weekend travels.
I tried to call around to some doctors’ offices but they were all booked up. AND I should have followed my normal protocol of judging a business based on their website (http://www.urgentcarehouston.com) but hey – it was the fever doing the thinking at this point!
This place was in the ghet-to. And I was definitely the only one (besides the doctor, but you’ll hear about him in a minute) who spoke English. I’m so grateful for AP Spanish IV. I’m not complaining, I’m just saying.
I hate being sick because it’s always so costly. Though the good news is you don’t have to add tip to your co-pay!
The doctor looked like someone featured on an episode of To Catch a Predator and introduced himself as Stan. So far? Not feeling awesome about Urgent Care.
He diagnosed me with an acute case of NYC Subway. Just kidding…but seriously, I’m confident I picked up something disgusting down there. I had a 101.5 fever and my lymph nodes felt like ping pong balls. They gave me an injection of antibiotics and two prescriptions. I then proceeded to FREAKING PASS OUT in the clinic and the worst part was that I broke my amazing Premier Designs necklace – the Runway one. BOO.
Luckily, Shane was able to salvage it – he’s so handy!
So now I’m home with some Jewish penicillin (aka chicken noodle soup) and orange juice – dinner of champions.
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The memory of Mom telling us kids, whenever we went to NY, to not touch the bannisters (in the brownstone stairways) came quickly to mind. Get well!!