Whenever my wife sings, I have to go outside. Not to get away from her, but to prove to my neighbors, I’m not beating her.
Damed chest infection still there, so I called the doc and got a 12:20 appointment. She could tell it was worse, so she gave me a breathing treatment, got a shot, and two more meds at the pharmacy1 on the way home, I had a great idea, let’s go to lunch at 2:30 PM which we did. After lunch, I was so tired, I came home and took a nap. Well, wouldn’t you know, the damned pharmacy prescription was NOT called in! So, at 6:00 PM, I called the emergency number to get the on-call doctor to call them in; I am still waiting for a call-back!
The pharmacy closes at 8:00 PM, so we are in a race. I cannot go another night without some relief.
I called back at 7:30 PM, and nop response; pissed is a good description of my feeling right about now!
It’s 11:00 PM, so I am hitting the sack. If it gets worse, I will head to the ER (because I know all the doctors) and show them the slip from today’s visit and see if someone will call it in for me!