waiting

Ok, so I'm not the sort of gal that goes to see doctors... I mean you wait forever to see them for 2 minutes, most of which they spend reading your chart... But Tuesday had me sitting in a waiting room - by my own choice - waiting to see the clinic doctor.

I ended up having to wait for three hours... all the time listening to the receptionist telling people that the wait time was only going to be an hour... yeah... RIGHT! I mean seriously?? Why not tell people the truth instead of wasting their time? I guess it could have been worse I could have been waiting at the hospital for 8 hours right?

Anyhoo... I finally get to see the doctor (for about 4 minutes)... and guess what? He tells me I have bronchitis and that I'm wheezing like an asthmatic... and gives me a prescription for antibiotics and an Advair diskus...

To borrow a phrase from a good buddy of mine... 'this is so totally Weak Sauce man!!'

So thank you to my husband who gave me his cold/flu... and thanks to my own immune system for mutating it into something much worse.