Reason 142 Why I hate the doctors

So I finally broke down and called my doctor after being sick for the better part of a week. I came down with a wretched cough and sore throat that I could no longer ignore (on top of the intermittent chills, fever and headaches). I got an appointment for this morning. I arrived at the office 10 minutes early to check in and found the waiting room packed. I will not mention which care facility I go to as I really like my doctor but I hate the hospital she is affiliated with and also the geographic location is questionable. The lobby was filled with lots of angry sick people. I found out that they were angry because they had all been waiting so long. It never fails, even when I have a pre-scheduled appointment that I have to wait for a long time. I did witness (while waiting) a woman who brought in her daughter with a possible broken foot. I was within earshot so I heard her pleading with the woman behind the desk to fit her daughter in and that she didn't have a phone to call in advance. The desk clerk was trying to convince her to bring her daughter to the emergency room but the woman did not have the $$ to pay the fee, only enough for her primary co-pay which was why she came there first. They didn't have an appointment available until 2:45, this was 9:30am. The girl, no more than 15 was sitting in tears in a hospital issued wheelchair. I felt so guilty sitting there not having to worry about paying my co-payment. If I hadn't been sick for the past week and secretly worried that I had something major wrong I would have given her my appointment. The healthcare system just really sucks sometimes. I am in the process of switching doctors because there ain't no way in hell I am giving birth in the hood. And no I am not preggo but I am planning for the distant future. I waited for 45 minutes to find that I am fighting a strong case of the FLU, nothing more. I have never had the FLU or been sick this long in my life, with the exception of Viral Pneumonia when I was 20 I (that was some scary shit folks). She prescribed me Mucinex and inhaler and told me to rest. She did give me chest x-ray for good measure, that and all cultures came back negative. Apparently I need to just suffer until it goes away. Hubby is also sick again but I was assured you can't "pass" the FLU to each other. I just find it strange that he was sick, then semi- better, then I was sick, then semi-better and now we are both sick again with the same symptoms. On a happier note, my fever broke at around 2pm full sweats and all ( feel the cuteness) and I am starting to feel a little bit better. This mucinex stuff seems to be working, even though I picked it up over the counter because as per norm my prescriptions at CVS weren't ready. That is a rant for another day. I swear I am going to go back in to work and my office mates are going to be looking at me sideways wondering if I was really sick or not. I called my boss several times today as I was working (with fever) from home and he got to hear my Demi Moore to the 100th power raspy voice first hand, so he knows I wasn't fooling.

Thank god its Friday. I am sitting in my bedroom in the middle of my bed, laptop in hand looking out over the lake with my dogs sleeping at my feet. I guess sick or not life isn't so bad.