Just call me Barry....

... bonds that is! UGH- I went to work and came home early yesterday. Today woke up feeling even worse, (day 3 of antibiotics), called the dr. . The receptionist sent me into panic cause she could hardly hear my raspy voice on the phone when all I wanted was a possible different antibiotic and an inhaler. But no, here is our conversation

me: yes, I was in on Wednesday morning to see dr. and i have been on antibiotics since then....
receptionist: (not letting me finish my sentence).... you sound like you are wheezing, are you wheezing?
me: yes I am having trouble breathing (thinking in my head- duh- I am sick and I have had trouble breathing the whole time)
receptionist: are you an asthmatic?
me: just when I have bronchitis.
receptionist: where do you normally go for breathing treatments
me: I don't - (at this point I am freaked cause her panic has made me question if I am going to die in the next 5 seconds). I only have problems when I have bronchitis
receptionsst: well, you need to go to er or urgent care immediatly. What's your name?
me: (Tell her my name)
receptionist: Ok-- you need to go to er right now, ok? Ok.

Yea, so anyway. I left work again today (nice that I don't get paid for sick time). Went to er. Got a breathing treatment. Started hacking up a lung. Got x-rays. Got prescription for steroids (hence the Barry Bonds comment) and an inhaler.

Hopefully I will be on the mend by tomorrow-- for now... I am going to bed!
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