Yep...you read that right, folks...even though I was perfectly fine at the end of last week, Saturday night I started getting really hot (I had a fever...) and my eyes got all red and itchy (my left one getting REALLY red on the eyelid).Mom called the doctor, who suggested that I be brought to the walk-in doctor. They were out of appointments for the day, so they scheduled me for Sunday.
As Saturday wore on, I felt worse and worse, and Mom and Dad gave me some Tylenol to combat the fever...
Sunday morning, I was feeling much worse...my eyes were mischievously glued shut, and were very weepy and miserable...I was exhausted, and had no appetite...my fever was high (Almost 102) and we went on our merry way to the doctor for a 2:20pm appointment.
Someone will have to explain to me someday why a "2:20 Appointment" means I get seen by a doctor by 3:30.
We encountered a new-fangled computer tablet-based check-in system which apparently comes from the future, where somehow mankind has found a way to make checking into a medical clinic even dumber, and more convoluted. Even though I had been there before, we had to fill everything out as though it was our first time, because God forbid they transfer everything over from the PaperPast to the TabletFuture.
I got excited to see that they were giving balloons out to the kids, and so I asked for one. (Yes...I sort of said "Balloon") but once I got one, I was horrified. Yeah, I had some balloons at my birthday party, and had seen them out and about in my travels, but to actually have one right there in your face, bobbing up and down, seemingly under its own control?
It was too much...I punched it away, but it floated right back at me (Because Mom or Dad were holding the string) and after some terse words, you can see from the picture above that I was not only not feeling well, but had the energy to watch the balloon carefully.
I don't trust that thing...
After seeing the doctor (and watching a bit of "Stuart Little 2" which is hard, because now I'm obsessed with finding out how it ends...) who was very nice, by the way...we discovered that I did, indeed have pink eye (Or Dad will tell you that I had conjunctivitis so he could sing his "Conjunctivitis, what's your function...itis" song to you...) and an ear infection...
We were sent away with a prescription for some pink antibiotics (Fun!) and some eye ointment (Not so fun...) Last night we tried them both, and I get mad when I think that only one eye is getting the ointment...then they sneak it into the second one.
We also had a bit of an overflow with the pink stuff, because it was more than I was used to...my hair was all sticky, and Dad had to wash it before putting me to bed...
After a vomiting episode (I am embarrassed to admit.) drinking some apple cider, and having a pretty high fever right before bed, I managed to get some sleep, and I feel a bit better today...
I'll keep you all informed...
Sorry for the epic post, but this is a pretty epic deal, here...
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