Troops, battalions, entire armies of germs swarm in the air in cubicle-land. Endless open-air boxes of busy, breathing, tactile people contribute to the airborne soup of unique germs carrying all kinds of various and sundry bacteria. One of them bore the name “sore throat” and landed in my cube. Bastard. I am thus a victim of cubicle-landitis, the general malaise that often accompanies working in cubicle-land-type environments. To top things off, I’m still getting over the remnants of a sinus infection. What gives? There’s a golf ball stuck in my throat and each of my inner ears is maintaining it’s own preferred level of pressure.
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yeah, i called the doctor and he'll be getting back to me. the plan is that he (his office, whatever) will fax a prescription to the Eckerd's and i'll pick it up. i actually got a steroid shot last week (in the ass, what fun) and took an Allegra D i had lying around this morning. and i'm still on the Amoxacilin he gave me last week for the sinus infection. jeezus, i'm a regular Courtney-Love-pill-poppin fool.
Posted by p-man | February 10, 2007 8:15 PM
Posted on February 10, 2007 20:15
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go to the doctor already. seriously, ask for the strongest 7-day antibiotic or sulfa prescrip he can give you, prescrip guafen, some sort of histamine blocker (like Allegra D) and maybe a cortisone shot. Don't take a knife to a gunfight, man.
Posted by skorloff | February 10, 2007 8:15 PM
Posted on February 10, 2007 20:15