I HATE being Sick, and I HATE Doctor's!!!!

I would first like to start off by saying I HATE DOCTORS! No offense to anyone who is going into the profession or you are one (I still heart you Margie, this is nothing personal, and YOU are amazing!) I just do not like going to see them! I also would like to preface how much I dislike my healthcare insurance. Yes I am grateful to have it, since millions of Americans are without, but it stinks when you are limited to going so few places since Utah is predominately IHC or United Healthcare, not Blue Cross Blue Shield like I have. Furthermore, it stinks that I can only go to 3 hospitals in the area without having to worry about bending over and grabbing my ankles along with my right kidney and first born. I had the joys of experiencing this last July when I had my cyst issues come up. And yes, it is still ‘hanging’ around causing problems, and I refer to it as “Helga”.

Anyway, so back to rant about how I hate Doctors. I started to feel ill on Friday; it started as a slight tingle in the back end of my throat. I brushed it off as nothing, and went to work. When Saturday came around, I started to feel it more so, and by that evening I remember saying to my amazing roommate, “I’m getting something, I can feel it.” By Sunday morning, I was sick! I have my own personal feelings about church right now, and it is tough to discuss, but I only made it to Relief Society, and that was because I had to teach! I stopped at my local friendly Walgreen’s on my way to get some cold pills and cough drops so I could make it through my lesson.

After church and my home teachers visit, I laid down to take an all too common Sunday Nap, then again Sunday’s are the day of rest ;) when I awoke, everything just ached! I knew I was sick! I decided it would better to beat while it was starting than to let it get too bad. I had to call various offices to 1) make sure they where open on Sunday, I live in Utah for those that forgot and 2) make sure they accepted the all too hated BCBS. I ended up finding an after hours clinic around the corner from my house! I got there a little after 5pm, and noticed only one person waiting. I didn’t think it would take too long; then again I was WRONG like normal! I was there for OVER an hour and half!

They did the Strep test, WHICH I HATE! It’s like the Doctor’s assistant loves to jab that so far down your throat that it makes you sick! Then it was the regular stuff. It felt like a sinus infection, which I can count the hundreds that I have had, especially when I was a sophomore in high school and it was once a month like clockwork… Anyway, I could feel a left ear infection along with the hip pains I felt; I knew I had another kidney infection. So it was a round about of me telling her what I felt was wrong, what I knew was to come, and so on and so forth. She then only prescribed me with Augmenton. Not a fan of the horse pill, it didn’t help me to much growing up, but I figured I would give this Doctor a chance. I left there with a note excusing me from work, but never said what I had.

The next day I made it into work, and only lasted 53 minutes until my boss caught on just by my voice, and kicked me out. I came home and crashed like no other! Throughout the day it was sleeping and movies, oh and chicken noodle soup. My aunt advised that I drink lots of Cranberry juice; I drank almost the entire container! I think I may have had it seeping through my pores! On Tuesday I tried to make it into work, but I just felt worse! Not to mention the sores in my mouth, I will not go into details what they look like, but I knew it was strep. Another day of staying in bed.

Wednesday I had to force myself into work. ‘Technically’ I was not contagious anymore since the antibiotics have been in my system long enough. I had the toughest time driving my car, with my ears aching still, I could not concentrate! I made it into the office, and I almost passed out from exhaustion. All I did was walk in from the parking lot and down the stairs! It felt like the longest day of my life, not to mention the loud person in my office that would not shut up! My ears hurt, and I could not put any earphones in to drown her out! I had no attention span I was sleep deprived! I have taken the nighttime medicine and have not slept the last 3 nights! By 1pm, I was dying and called back the Doctors office. At this point, I was begging them to call in a cough syrup for me so I could sleep and shake something. They told me “no” and that I had to come back in and pay ANOTHER co-payment!

After work I decided I would swing by and make another stop. I first asked how long the wait was (my mom came into town that afternoon, and she was waiting for me to get home so I could let her in) and she said 5 minutes. Once I got into the back room, I tried to keep myself calm, but then the breakdown occurred. I explained my frustrations, and she took my blood pressure, she said it went up since Sunday, lets go through that shall we: You misdiagnosed me, did not give me the necessary medications, made me pay ANOTHER co-pay and are putting me through all the tests again! Not to mention the fact that I had to work today, and deal with idiotic people! I can understand why my blood pressure went up!

Thankfully the same Doctor was in, and she asked why I came back. I tried to be nice, I followed her instructions. My fever had never broke (i never check my temp, I just know I felt on fire all day) and I now had two ear infections! She then noticed what was going on in my throat and was ‘concerned’ (before she looked she tried to say I might have Mono, not Strep. What a “bright” one she was). She thankfully prescribed me cough syrup with Codeine (I will be sleeping well tonight!) and then looked at me and said “the antibiotics should have helped you; I’m concerned that you are not getting better. I would like to do a more rapid approach to this”. I was then informed of the liquid steroids I would have to drink, and the shot they where going to give me to help my ear infections. Guess where that was going to go, yep! Right in my rear end! How considerate she was! After they made me drink the icky medicine, they gave me a dum dum sucker to take away the horrible taste, and to say how “good” of a patient I was. Like I was some toddler that cant handle a little nasty taste and pain!

All I can say is this had better work! I am so sick of feeling sick! I cant miss anymore work, or I will owe hours the rest of my life! I tired all the time, and I need to shake this! My sanity is at stake here; my world around me depends on it! I hate feeling restless, hopeless, and motionless! It is not normal for me to not be able to take a shower and feeling wiped out, or just having a conversation on the phone with a vendor and having to take breaths every two seconds! I HATE BEING SICK!