**sniff**

I took the Friday off because I have a sinus infection. It hit me like a sledgehammer and I knew if I didn't get some antibiotics stat I'd be in trouble. Big trouble. So I braved the pouring rain to drive 20 minutes in my jammies. I was so miserable that I couldn't even put clothes on. I get into the urgi care and wait. Forever. You know what they made me do? Put a mask on! So there I sit. Forever. In the waiting room. In my jammies. With a mask on. I was the ONLY one in that crowded room with a mask on and I'm feeling a little like a freak. Mask, jammies, the crowded room parted like the red sea.

When the adorable little physician assistant comes in she check me out. Oh yes, you've got something going on in that ear. Yep some swelling in that nostril. Feel some pressure behind your eye? Why yes I do now that you've mentioned it, nad it feels like my left eye will be squeezed out it's socket here shortly. Then she says here's what I want you to do, get some Afrin, some Ibruprophen and other miscellaneous OTC meds. You want to open up those sinus otherwise infection will set in. I think infection has already set in darlin, which is why I'm here, because I assure you, I didn't brave this nasty weather in my jams just for you to tell me to take otc meds. Well she says, I don't think you have a bacterial infection just yet and antibiotics will just do you no good right now. Do you need a note for work?

Yes she really did ask me that.

So now I'm a 12 year old freak, in jammies, with a mask. FML

I have just one word. Kaiser. I have another word but Kaiser doesn't care so I keep it to myself.

So I stayed home. In my jams. Drank toddies, ie SF apple cider with whip cream. Listened to the pouring rain outside. Watched a little tv. The last of Tutors season 3 and a little food network. I also picked up Mastering the Art of French cooking at Costco last week. A little inspiration from the Julie/Julia project.

Have you seen it yet? Oh you must you must. I got it for Christmas and I've seen it three times since. It's adorable and of course Meryl Streep is genius, as always. If you haven't seen it do. Or just buy the movie, it's that good. And you can never go wrong with Meryl.

So I take enough Ibruprophen for a small country. Enough zinc to make me barf and I even found an old, very old, probably no good bottle of Afrin. I don't know who's it is but I doubt anyone will want it now that I've stuck it up my snotty nose.

And the dripping. The dripping. The nostril dripping. I have a huge hunk of tp up my left nostril otherwise it just drips out onto whatever surface I happen to be standing over.

Saturday of course I wake up worse. Much worse. The sweet little doctor assured me that she's put a note in my file that says I can call in and get antibiotics if I worsen, which I did. So at 8:05 I try to call them up. (I didn't want to seem too desperate) Wouldn't you know that the chickie on the line says that doctor isn't in until Monday and she'll leave a note for her to give me a call when she gets in. Mini fit insues here and I demand to talk to a doctor, any doctor or nurse, I'll take anyone who knows how to read 'Give this girl antibiotics when she calls back' on the charts. No can do says chickie, the quickest way to get antibiotics is to come down and see another doctor. And pay another co-payment. So I do. This time in clothes but still unshowered. I get to the window only to be told that the urgi care does not open until 11:00. I have no idea what time it is but it's a long way to 11. I go home.

You think chickie might have mentioned that while I was on the phone.

FML

But today, today I am almost well. Amazing!

I guess Doc was right.