I just got back from the emergency room at Casketview Hospital–it turns out that I have strep throat and a really bad ear infection. The only reason that I even went to the hospital is that last night, pressure started building up in one of my ears, and it turned into very severe pain. I “borrowed” a Lortab from my sister to help relieve the pain, hoping that by morning it would be gone. Instead, I sat awake in bed all night long, with strange (almost hallucinogenic) thoughts running through my mind, and I probably only slept for 45 minutes the entire night–I will never again go near a Lortab. By the time daylight rolled around, my ear didn’t hurt much, but I could barely hear out of it, and my other ear had some slight hearing loss as well. My throat also hurt like hell (still), so I figured it was time to see a doctor.
Now I have to wait a half-hour until the pharmacy at Wal-Mart opens, then I can fill my prescription (antibiotics). Hopefully the hearing loss will go away with the infection, but right now it’s extremely annoying only being able to hear out of one ear.
sigh…
I can’t hear anything either due to my ears being all plugged up, although I have pressure on my ears, it doesn’t really hurt too bad..yet.
Wonder if I’m getting the same thing. Hopefully not, since I just have a mild cough today & not a really sore throat anymore.
that sucks dude. it’s one thing if you want to take a pill and hallucinate, but taking something and wanting to feel better is a completely different thing. take care of yourself.
I remember having the strep throat and hear ache combo when I was in High School. Those are the memories that stick with you forever. God that sucked.
Casketview? Um, creepy. š
Yeah, it is a creepy place. When I paid my insurance co-pay there, I used my Visa check card. The receptionist pulled out this really big machine, put my card in it, then put a few layers of this wierd-looking paper over the card, then slid this big arm thing over it all a couple of times until you could read my card number on the paper–all very strange and medieval.
Ok, so I have actually seen one of those in my lifetime, but c’mon, you’d think that a hospital, who charges $10 for a disposable tongue-depressor, could afford an electronic credit card reader.