Remember when I said I had a cold? Well, it was a little more than that. I ended up at the doctor office thinking I would have to beg for medication, but as it turned out there was no begging required.
Apparently, half of Miami decided to go to see my doctor on the same day because it was well over an hour after my scheduled appointment before I got called back. I'm not sure who was happier when they finally called my name ~ me or the rude lady sitting on the other end of the waiting room who gave me dirty looks and muttered a nasty, "oh my gosh!" every time I coughed.
After the doctor went through her normal touchy freely check up things, she pointed out that I had a slight fever. This is where I got excited...
Me: fever? So, that means you can give me drugs and I can stay home from school tomorrow?
Doctor: ( giving me a stern doctor look over the rim of her glasses) It means I'll give you some medicine and you're going home, going to bed and not even thinking of going anywhere until Sunday.
Me: (getting even more excited!) Sunday? I'm supposed to go to a cooking class on Saturday. Are you saying I have to miss that?
Doctor: (Smiling) Is it a couples cooking class?
Me: Worse! It's a vegetarian cooking class.
Doctor: (turning to look at my file on the computer) I didn't know you we're a vegetarian
Me: I'm not. It's for school.
Doctor: (disappointed it wasn't a couples class) Stay home! No one wants you near their food.
Me: That's more true than you can imagine.
I picked up the meds, went home, went to bed, slept through Friday, slept through the cooking class on Saturday and slept through Sunday.
I forced myself out of bed on Monday even though I still felt crummy and went back to school only to learn that the AC in my room was broken. I made it through the whole day, but only lasted half a day on Tuesday. I forced myself to last all day on Wednesday and Thursday even though I didn't feel good, was cranky and the AC was still out.
I didn't have to work on Friday and we're out all this week on spring break. I finished off the medicine on Saturday and even though I've still got a cough I feel much better. It helps that I'm pretty much sleeping all the time. Lol!
Oh, and while I was at the doctor's office, she pointed out that it was this time four years ago that I was in the hospital with pneumonia. I pointed out that some anniversaries shouldn't be celebrated!
AND.... That cooking class I missed wasn't what everyone thought it was going to be! Even though it was held at a culinary school and we had been told that we would be teamed up with a culinary student to learn recipes and techniques for the foods we're growing in our gardens at school.....that didn't happen!
The girls were bored to death as they spent their Saturday being forced to sit and listen to lectures. They never even saw a kitchen and even though they were at a culinary school they were given a box with a sandwich that was made of one thin slice of roast beef, one slice of cheese and stale bread. There was also a packet of mayo, a cookie and an apple in the box. That's right ~ it was a garden cooking class with no cooking and no vegetables!
Who would have guessed that being sick would make me the lucky one?!
