Adventures in Acute Care

So I had to go to the doctor today since, well, I finally decided to stop ignoring my inability to breathe....for the last six months. Oops? And since I have no plans to leave Dr. Surray and her adolescent medicine goodness until they heave me out the door on my 22nd birthday, I was tagged a "sick visit" instead of a "well visit" and sent upstairs to the Acute Care Clinic with a nice bunch of puking, ear-infected toddlers. Thats ok, minus the one girl who was wretching into a bucket, it wasn't so bad and Michael Buffo was there with the cold that never ends so yay, I wasn't the only one 3x's older than the rest of the patients, lol.

Anywho, the NP, Lisa, thinks I'm either anemic for some reason or I have a latent virus...like mono or strep...since I have big lymph nodes. And that means blood work and an EKG. Much to my surprise, however, Weirton Medical was FAST! Like it only took me about 25 minutes, which in my experience there neeeeeever happens. We'll chalk that up to who wasn't working. -cough, Jessica and lab girl who takes lots of breaks but whose name I don't know, cough- Yeah, so I still have some pent up rage from my Info Desk days.

Hopefully, the bloodwork comes back saying I'm anemic and she tells me to take a vitamin or something. Otherwise, I gotta get all sorts of fun lung tests, argh. In the meantime, I'm eating coco wheats and drinking orange juice, what lovely medical advice, lol.