EEDS NODTA TOOOOOOMAHH!!!

[captain_slinky]

Today, for the first time in my entire life, I went to the doctor BEFORE sitting on the verge of death. Usually it takes a solid WEEK of me doing my best Jeff Goldblum "The Fly" impersonation ("I'm... getting... BETTER!") before I'll even consider setting up an appointment with The Doctor. But this time, I've got a 2-year-old to consider! For roughly 9 hours a day I'm her only source of food, entertainment and exercise! I've GOT to be well!

And so I went to The Doctor. Or more specifically, The Nurse-Practitioner because OUR Doctor is also a world-famous author of books about BIRDS and is only in the office maybe three months out of the year. But we love him just the same... he's hip. He says stuff like "Now don't take mnore of this medicine than you need.. this stuff will seriously fuck you up. Sure it'll be a HAPPY fucked-up, but it could also be a DEAD fucked-up."

So anywho, The Nurse Practitioner is pretty sure it's not Pneumonia. It *might* be Bronchitis, but she couldn't tell. She prescribed me the Inhaler that's ALL the rage these days (I think tigernatch got one just recently?) to help clear my breathing passages and yadda yadda yadda... meanwhile, I still get to have VIVA PINATA in my chest along with dizzy, achey, hurty, wheezy and 14 other rejected Disney Dwarfs living with me till after the weekend. She said that if I'm still sick after this weekend I need to come back and THEN maybe she'll consider some antibiotics.

Comments

[valerie-valerah.livejournal.com]

"Sure it'll be a HAPPY fucked-up, but it could also be a DEAD fucked-up."

I love your doctor.

[nani-ka.livejournal.com]

I know everyone is sick of me saying it by now, but Yogurt. Nancy's Yogurt. NO COLDS (including the bi-annual bronchitis/kicked in the ribs by a mule/antibiotics/inhaler colds.)

[captain-slinky.livejournal.com]

Given the choice between Yogurt and Bronchitis, I'll take Bronchitis thanks :)

[nani-ka.livejournal.com]

chicken.

[captain-slinky.livejournal.com]

Okay then... Bronchitis or Chicken. Just ANYTHING but YOGURT!

Blame my Dad... he's the one who called it "Milk of A Thousand Zits" when i was growing up!