Big Girl

Ok, so if you read the previous post, you'll know that I've been feeling sick since Sunday. I woke up Monday and still felt awful, so I decided to go to the student health center. First mistake. They told me that my symptoms were a result of seasonal allergies. Nope. I've never been bothered by that and I don't think seasonal allergies make your throat hurt like this nor do they make your body feel like you've been beat up. If I'm wrong, please feel free to correct me. They gave me a box of Chlor Trimeton that the guy wrote on with a permanent marker, "8 hours" and scratched out the 4 hours. And in case you were wondering how much it cost, "$6" was also written on the box with the same permanent marker.

Since I was unsatisifed, I decided to check out an urgent care clinic. I waited for about an hour to be seen, but it was worth it. The guy in the triage area took my vitals, did the strep test and then he scarred me for life. If you've had a strep test, you'll know that they stick these long cotton swabs in your mouth and swab your throat. Pretty easy for me, but it did make me gag. The he says, I'm going to test for the flu. Now, he proceeds to stick a cotton swab up each one of my nostrils and doesn't stop. He keeps shoving them up my nose! It was the most uncomfortable feeling in my life. I'd rather be at the gyno's office than ever experience that again. It was HORRIBLE!!!! I repeat, HORRIBLE!!!

Now, he tells me to follow him to another room and I sit down and I'm thinking, oh god...please don't let this be.....Yep, it was time for bloodwork. To any average person this would not be a big deal, but I have not had blood drawn since I was in the 3rd grade and then they were testing me for mono. I immediately start tensing up and breathing fast. My palms were sweating like crazy. I'm telling the guy, "can't we just prick my finger" and of course the answer was no. I have a tattoo, and yet I hate needles. Go figure. So somehow, I mustered up the courage and I turned my head. And *poof* like that it was over.

HOORAY!!!!! I conquered a major fear of mine yesterday. This is so huge for me! And to be honest, I'd rather have that needle in my arm any day than have to go through that stupid cotton swab up my nose again.

Diagnosis: Upper Respiratory Infection, he gave me a z-pack and some cough syrup. I'm feeling better today but the throat is still sore. I had to wait a freakin hour at wal-mart though to get my scripts filled. I will never do that again.

On a different, but sorta related note, while I was waiting on my scripts to be filled, I noticed that Flintstone vitamins come in gummy shapes now. I had to buy a bottle. So I took my vitamins this morning.

Not only am I a big girl now, I'm also a Flintstone kid, too!