Give Me My Z-Pak

And so the story goes... Braedyn has just a slight cough left, but is relatively healthy. Chase's cold is starting to go away, but he's still a few days away from being totally free of it. And now... well now I have the wonderful pleasure of having the most horrible sickness I've had in a very long time. After being unable to sleep last night, I decided to drag myself to the walk-in clinic first thing this morning, with the only intent of leaving there with a z-pak prescription. While I don't usually enjoy going to the walk-in clinics, sometimes it's just the easiest thing to do.

Luckily for me, I was the only one there this morning. So instead of the usual 3 hour wait, I was in and out within 45 minutes. To help endure my visit there, I kept telling myself, "I just need a z-pak, I'll feel better soon, I just need a z-pak". Things got off to a rough start as the nurse was unable to find my pulse. During her many tries, she mutters "well, I know you have a pulse, I just can't find it". I wasn't quite sure whether to laugh or cry at that statement. After the 8th try, she finally located it (or at least she pretended to). Then as she was taking my blood pressure, she couldn't figure out how to get the cuff around my arm. I finally grabbed the one end of it, pulled it around for her, and stuck the velcro strips together. Goodness, this was not looking good. (just need a z-pak, wait it out for the z-pak)

Finally the doctor comes in. He goes over my symptoms, somewhere during all of this it came up that I have two small children, and then he tells me his diagnosis. It went something like this...

Doctor: You are very, very sick. You have 101 temperature, you must stay home and rest today. And you should drink lots of fluids.

Me: silently thinking... "This so-called diagnosis better end with the words z-pak, or I just might go postal on somebody."

Doctor: I think I will give you a z-pak for your sickness, are you familiar with a z-pak?

Me: Yeah, I've heard of it (ha ha)

Doctor: I'm also giving you something for your congestion.

Me: Okay, great.

Doctor: And also, try to stay away from your kids, you don't want to get them sick.

Me: nodding my head and thinking... "Umm, yeah, first of all, they got me sick. And secondly, sure I'll just go ahead and inform my toddler and infant that they have to take care of themselves this afternoon, that should be a hoot. And seriously, just give me my damn z-pak!!"

10 minutes later, I finally walked out with my script. Now, if only the cleaning fairy would magically take care of all the cleaning and laundry that needs to be done in the next 48 hours, things would be just dandy!

P.S. Ben, since the doctor did actually state that I should stay away from the kids, it's probably best that you give them their baths and put them to bed tonight. I mean, that is what the doctor ordered!