Tastes like someone put acetone in the coffee, a taste I remember from the last go round when the test came back negative. I'm now thinking that test during that nasty episode back in March was in error...
Some dark humour to be found (If there is any, I'll find it!). I have enough of a med background from the Army, and that lifestyle teaches you to listen to your body for it rarely lies. Since Memsahib has had this officially since Thursday, I rather figured I'd get nailed over the weekend, so a flurry of domesticity to ensure things can run on autopilot was engaged in.
I also got hold of the physio and pretty much said that some planning ahead would have me armed with the obligatory anti-viral med laid in stock so that, when everyone is shut over the weekend, I could get a jump on that should things go sideways (and after I've done a swab-test to confirm, which I do have laid in).
Oh, no they won't do that. You have to suck it up over the weekend, get an appointment, drag your droopy contagious arse in on Monday, only then will they write the anti-viral, then you can go pollute the chemist's to pick it up, basically lose three days and spread this shitte in two buildings because common sense and planning ahead they aren't comfortable with.
Or are they more "comfortable" hitting the insurance for an office visit or two. Health care as a business. What a predatory system for a so-called civilised country.
Ah, I digress. So anyway, that is exactly how this unfolded. They know me better than I do? Not hardly...
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