to the doctors service

september 10 2007

I was lucky the neighbourwoman was at home. So I asked her to drive me to the doctor's service at the other side of town.

I've never had a bladderinfection, but the assistant on the phone told me I had.
Hmm... didn't know it meant such an amount of loss of blood.

The nice lady doctor took my bloodpressure and it was so very high that she called the hospital to have me admitted.
Ha..... the doc of internal medicine she had on the line was ready to go home and didn't want to admit me.

So I had to stay at the doctor's service, laying on one of the uncomfortable beds, so the bloodpressure would lower.
Forget it!.. Two times someone entered the room without knocking, one left thetap to drip---drip---drip..., a child was brought in with earache, alsmost causing me one...
By the time another woman walked in and told me she thought the doc was forgotten me and didn't even listen to my explanation and started calling, I was ready to chase and murder the moth that was flying there.

When the woman put down the phone she appologised and when she heard why I was there on the bed she smiled and told me: "that doesn't work".
She started talking and asking me questions and soon I felt a bit more relaxed.

So when the doc came back my bloodpressure was lowered a bit.
We agreed I would go to my doc on monday and would call if I felt bad during the night, so she could admit me anyway.

With the neighbour I went to the pharmacy nearby to get my meds...