Doc in a Box

I have had a crappy little bug living in me for more than 3 weeks now and I WANT IT OUT. I have had a constant headache for 3 weeks -- I can tell you exactly how long it takes for Excedrin for Migraine to wear off and if you take more than 2 tablets per 12 hours you will not die, no matter what your Mother tells you!
On Christmas Eve I had finally had enough. The only problem is my breaking point came on a holiday. You have to be a special kind of sick to think a Dr or Dr's office is going to be open on Christmas Eve. Before you go off searching let me just tell you - your Drs office is not open. So with no options awaiting me and my throat/head/ear/nose/chest/etc. I started on a calling campaign to find the one Dr in the Dallas area that went to work that day. I finally found him. He works in Richardson at the Fast ER.
I got dressed and made my way to Walgreens to stock up on waiting room material. There were crackers, water, cough drops and so many tabloids even my Mother would be embarrassed. So I walked in, ready to wait but first you must fill out the pile o paperwork so that in case you don't pay they can hunt you down by calling every individual you have ever had a spoken word. I finally sit down to read through my trash magazines and wham "Tonya - are you ready to come back". I wanted to feel better believe me but at the same time I felt robbed of the full ER waiting room experience. So now you go to the back and tell the nurse everything so she can write it down. I have no idea why they write everything down it's not like the Dr is going to read it. When he/she comes in you have to retell your story. -- Did I mention to you people I have a sore throat -- I would rather you just read the notes. So after the "how are you doing" pleasantries -- huh "I'm in the ER on Christmas Eve.......not too good Doc". So he starts his breath in, breath out examination and I hear "are you having trouble breathing?" I said well "yeah but I figured it was because well -- i'm sick" he follows up with "well yes but your not getting enough oxygen in your lungs". He is telling me this like I am suppose to know what to do about it!! I did say "is this something that should concern me or is this just because I am not feeling well" and to my surprise his response was "well it's nothing to call an ambulance about just yet but we will need to keep an eye on you." Ambulance. If you are going to have to call an Ambulance then why did I come here? At this point I no longer feel like I have missed out on the whole Doc in the Box experience......now I feel like I have been thrown head first into it.
After some pacing and looking around the room like the answer to my illness is written in the wallpaper he finally tells me I have an infection going into my lungs, gives me a script for a Z pack and sends me on my way.

Guess what. Z pack is now gone but the Bronchitis lives on.......

Wedding Frustration

As many of you know I am getting married - well at some point because the wedding planning process is literally driving me too drink. I am not much of a girly girl so all of this stuff is foreign to me to begin with. Now you want me to pick out linens and table setups? Huh? I just want everyone to have a good time and there to be alcohol for when all of this calms down and I realize what I have done! ;-)
At this point we are still looking for a venue to have the wedding. I have found some very nice places but boy are they proud of them! The last thing I spent this much money on drives me back and forth to work everyday!!