When Will I Learn?

For three weeks I have been sneezing, blowing my nose, coughing, aching, more sneezling, more coughing, more blowing my nose.

Every time I think it is nearly over, another wave hits. 

Stubborn Beth has been at work too.  Even though Gary has been telling me over and over that I need to go to Urgent Care, I have refused.  Mucinex.  Claritin.  Mucinex Cough Medicine.  Another type of cough medicine.  Cough drops (which I despise).

On Wednesday when I went with Hilary to her doctor's appointment, I sucked on 11 cough drops, one after the other. I know. I counted the empty wrappers when I removed them from my purse this morning.

Finally on Friday I gave in.  When I got out of the shower, Gary said "So.  Are you ready to go to Urgent Care now? You can't go on the cruise if you are sick."  So off we went to Lafayette.  Again.  Only this time to the southwest side of town.

Since I was coughing, I had to wear a mask to prevent others from catching any of my germs.  The waiting room was full of people (and oh my....the types of  mismatched apparel and the lack of personal hygiene was apparent in many of them).   When I was finally called back after waiting for 45 minutes, the nurse checked my chart, nodded, and seemed to understand that this is a normal thing for me.  Just about every time I visit Urgent Care it is for the same reason.  Bronchitis.

When the doctor came in to see me, he told me it was nice to see me again.  He had treated me the last time I had bronchitis.  The medication was the same - antibiotic plus two different cough treatments, one tablet and one syrup with codeine.

Two good things happened during the visit to UC , other than the meds to make me better.

One was losing 10 pounds.

The other was the BP reading.  118/84.  Terrific!  Now if only Dr. O and Dr. Hart could see that number!

On the road to recovery, I think. 

And the next time this happens, I will go to Urgent Care as soon as I feel sick.

Maybe.