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#SoCS Nov. 19/16 – Yesterday’s Woes

November 19, 2016

for Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt: ‘yes’


Yesterday, I spent four hours at the ER because my PCP couldn’t schedule me in for an appointment until later next week. I’d called on Tuesday and by Friday, I just couldn’t take it anymore – the coughing, wheezing and pain in my chest. I sat there as calmly as I could reading my Kindle, but I knew my coughing fits were disturbing the other patients. I went up to the desk and told the receptionist that I was going outside. She assured me that someone would come get me when it was my turn for treatment. There’s no smoking on hospital grounds though, she told me. She probably thought that’s what I was going out for, a smoke – didn’t she hear my severe cough? How could anyone smoke through that? I just rolled my eyes and went outside. Thankfully, it was warm and I found a small bench and sat down.

I’d already been at the hospital for an hour when I went outside. I coughed my way through a whole novella in the next two hours. Finally, I went back inside to see what the hold up was. They thought I’d left. Apparently the receptionist had gone home for the day without telling anyone I was waiting outside. I had to wait another hour. By the time I finally got in to see the on-duty doctor, I was exhausted. I just wanted to get back home to my bed. He listened to my chest, diagnosed bronchitis and scribbled out a ‘script for antibiotics. It took all of five minutes.

Dad drove me to the pharmacy on our way home. Inside, I stood in line for a good thirty minutes waiting for my ‘script. I wasn’t taking any chances that I wouldn’t hear them if they called out my name, so I didn’t roam around. Who can understand them on those intercoms anyway? Garbly-gook. I paid for the ‘script and we set off for the house, only to be held up downtown for a funeral. A well-know had passed away and the procession lasted for an eternity, or so it felt.

We finally got home and I grabbed some ice, a bottle of Gatorade and headed to my room. I took the antibiotic and a sleeping pill, wrote out the review for the book I’d just read and finally crawled into bed. Some time after a major coughing fit, sweet sleep overcame me. Yes!

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  1. Oh no! I hope you’re feeling better by now. Bronchitis really sucks!

  2. Hope you feel better soon. Continuous coughing is not fun. Hope the medicine works soon so that you can get some rest.

  3. Sorry you are sick….much love to you!

  4. Sorry to hear of your long waiting time, and then they forgot to come out to get you. Hope the antibiotics work for you. They didn’t say what it was I had, but probably the same. The meds I took helped so much. Feel better soon, Lori! (hugs) xo

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