This was my day.
6:15 am — alarm goes off…I press snooze.
6:30 am — snooze.
6:45 am — you guessed it, snooze.
7:00 am — do I really have to get up? YES!
8:00 am — sitting in traffic, crying my eyes out because 1) I’m in pain; 2) I wish my mother were here; and 3) the six allergy/ENT clinics I called are accepting new patients but the next available appointment is 4-6 weeks
11:30 am — email conversation with Husband about possibility of going to the hospital
4:30 pm — survive another day at school, I have really great students that will self-direct themselves and get their work completed without a lot of fuss
5:09 pm — walk into Emergency Room at Texas Health Resources in Burleson
5:12 pm — temp, blood pressure, and symptoms are recorded; nurse leads me to the back into an exam room
5:19 pm — attending doctor walks in, looks me over, makes a few comments, asks me a couple of questions, makes a probable diagnosis, I cry, I compose myself, and our conversation continues
5:31 pm — Kevin arrives, Doc repeats everything
6:00 pm — nurse delivers paperwork, sends me on my way
6:04 pm — sign HIPPA forms, verify insurance information, sign a release form stating Kevin is my “spouse” and leave the ER without spending a dime
6:18 pm — I arrive at CVS Pharmacy
6:30 pm — pharmacy tech calls insurance company, Aetna says I don’t have prescription coverage
6:31 pm — I’m in no mood to argue and agree to pay $100 for some kick-ass painkillers and allergy meds
8:00 pm — arrive home, drink some iced tea, watch “The Voice” and send lesson plans to my substitute
10:30 pm — take a kick-ass painkiller and allergy pill
11:43 pm — my head is spinning and I’m thinking I might pass out if I don’t lay down
I should have a more definitive diagnosis next week. Until then…