Yesterday was ANZAC day. I woke up feeling ill. Sore throat, cloggy nose, the works. So unfair on a public holiday! Anyway, I soldiered on and cleaned the house. We had to get it done because we are hosting a body corporate meeting here tomorrow night. Finished the cleaning and had a little bit of rest time before we went out.
Saw Dylan Moran at the Hamer Hall (same place I saw The Goodies). Dylan's show was fantastic. Really, really funny. His style reminded me a lot of Eddie Izzard. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Went down to Southgate afterwards and had baked potatoes for dinner. Came home and watched CSI (my favourite dose of tv garbage for the week)
Didn't sleep very well last night and woke up this morning feeling sicker than ever. I dragged myself out of bed. Trent said "If you're feeling ill you should stay home" I was worried because the girl who is now doing the secondment that I was doing before was going to be on her own today. Trent said they should have thought of that before they kicked me out of the position. Good point really. Anyway I had a shower and still felt completely crap so I decided to go back to bed. Very boring and uneventful day. Went to the doctor this morning who told me the usual crap. "Get lots of rest, drink lots of fluids" I also got the usual speech about how anti-biotics wont help me. Yeah, I know that! It's only a virus! I wasn't asking for any damn anti-biotics anyway! I'm only here because I have to have a certificate for work.
Anyway that's enough from me today because I'm still feeling crappy (even though I spent most of the day sleeping!)
Thanks bondgirl. That's basically what I've done. I've actually taken Wed, Thur and today (Fri) as sick days. Just resting really. Wish this damn virus would hurry up and go away now! Looks like I'm in for a quiet weekend then.
Why don't they have special doctors to see when the ONLY reason you're bothering with an appointment is to get a sick cert for work? You could be in and out in two minutes.
DR:What's wrong with you? AC: I godda cowd. DR: OK, we'll call it an upper respiratory tract infection, give ya four days, here's teh bit of paper, send teh next one in on your way out...
Save loads of time, and you wouldn't have to wait until half four for a three o'clock appointment because the guy before you is having his leg amputated under local anasthetic or something.
I CAN'T believe it! This is the first time ever that i've heard of a doctor NOT prescribing antibiotics-that's all they want to do generally is to send people off clutching that little bit of paper so that they'll think they've had some medical help. Wow-you actually have a good doctor-they actually DO exist !!! .
Nah these days the doctors always try to avoid prescribing anti-biotics and give you a little speech about how they wont work and blah blah blah. I think a lot of people don't really GET the fact that anti-biotics wont help with a virus. Plus people like to think that there is some little pill which can make them better. I hope the docs continue to crack down -and I shouldn't whinge about the little speeches because at least people might start to get educated about it all.
AC
Yesterday was ANZAC day. I woke up feeling ill. Sore throat, cloggy nose, the works. So unfair on a public holiday! Anyway, I soldiered on and cleaned the house. We had to get it done because we are hosting a body corporate meeting here tomorrow night. Finished the cleaning and had a little bit of rest time before we went out.
Saw Dylan Moran at the Hamer Hall (same place I saw The Goodies). Dylan's show was fantastic. Really, really funny. His style reminded me a lot of Eddie Izzard. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Went down to Southgate afterwards and had baked potatoes for dinner. Came home and watched CSI (my favourite dose of tv garbage for the week)
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