The problem is the patch of razor burn that I gave myself. On my outer thigh… right where the seam of my pants keeps rubbing. And have I mentioned that I find it nearly impossible to sit still for any decent length of time? Yeah, ow. It’s a very small little spot, but it sure is irritating!

So it was back to WalMart. I dropped off my prescriptions, the lady told me it would take about 20 minutes, but they’d get them done as quickly possible, they close at 9, so please make sure I’m back there by 8:45. Sure. No problem. I had a baby shower gift to purchase for Saturday, so I walked back there, checked the time (8:14pm) and commenced picking out a gift. I wandered around the store for awhile, gave them about half an hour, and went back to the pharmacy at 8:35. Not ready. So I sit down in the pharmacy area to wait– they can’t forget about me, if I’m staring right at them, right?

Ten more minutes go by… they call my name. I go up there, and NOW they choose to tell me that my insurance wouldn’t go through, it kept asking for my SSN, so the antibiotic was going to be $4, but the other one was $36 or something like that. Uh, try again. I don’t pay money out of my paycheck every week to pay full price for prescriptions. If it’s asking you for my SSN, here’s a novel idea– ask me for it so you can put it in! Oh wait, or you could actually ask for my insurance card since it’s been more than a year since last filled a prescription here (gee, I wonder why?) and wouldn’t you know it? My insurance company issued new cards last year! Finally, she ran everything again, got it through my insurance and got the price down to $10.

So after a full 45 minutes, they are about 2 minutes away from closing, with a long line of people waiting for their medicine. Efficiency is not their forte. So when they finally get me up there to check me out, keep in mind that I have an armful of baby things to purchase. The girl asks me, “Would you like to pay for this back here?” So I ask, “Can I pay for all of this back here?” She sighs, looks at the clock and says, “It would be easier if you didn’t.” Okay fine, whatever. But don’t ask me then! They also kept claiming that their computers were going to automatically shut down at 9pm on the nose. Hmmm… maybe, but I’m a little skeptical on that one. I’m more inclined to believe that they merely wanted to go home on time.

Other than that, I’m just hoping that noone shares with me again. I can (mostly) breathe for the first time in a week and a half, my head is clearing up, and the cough is slowly but surely getting less insistent. Just in time for the next round of snow!

I’ve got a cough that’s driving me crazy (short trip), and a bit of a runny nose, but for the most part I can breathe and I don’t need the assistance of too many OTC drugs to make that happen. Really though, I’m just so ready to stop being so worn out. I can’t remember the last time a cold sapped my energy like this. I’ve been in bed early every night this week… I’m very excited that tomorrow is Saturday. I have no plans so I can stay in bed just as long as I want to.

And since that is the case, I think I’m going to start that immediately! Goodnight!

I did end up going to one of the urgent care facilities yesterday… I can’t afford to miss time at work, but I don’t want to get everyone sick either. So it was off to find out whether or not I was contagious and to get some good drugs. After an hour of waiting, and the doctor spending a grand total of 30 seconds with me, she declared that I have “just a cold”, I’m not drinking enough water because my pee isn’t clear (uh, I have to be practically water-toxic to have clear pee, just saying), oh and to stop taking decongestants. Ha! I’m miserable, and you want me to stop taking medications that make living tolerable? You better have some better options for me than that! In the end, I’m not sure that I buy that it’s only a cold. I’ve had lots of colds, and I’ve NEVER had my ears hurt like this for a COLD.

The “interview” went alright. Was less of an interview and more of a “sign this paper and I’ll call you in a couple days” sort of thing. I’ll be headed into the warehouse at 3am tomorrow morning though, so we’ll see what I think. You get a couple weeks to be a temporary contract person before you decide that yes, you can hack 7day a week deliveries and never call off sick. I don’t expect it to be easy, but we’ll see how it goes. If I don’t have a life, that’s fine. I don’t need a life right now, I need to pay my bills. My real concern is whether being up that much earlier would make it difficult for me to get through my regular work day. I’m typically the type of person that needs a full 8 hours of sleep, so this should be interesting!

It was definitely good it ended early. I’ve spent the rest of the day lounging around like a bum and using about 3837 boxes of kleenex. I started sniffling a little bit on Thursday, some sinus stuff, and by last night I was full out miserable! Today, it’s escalated even more with a very sore throat that’s making my right ear SO PAINFUL. I ran over to my mom’s so she could take a peek at my throat (cause it’s kind of hard to look at your own throat, and the cats’ official medical opinion is “feed me”), and she thinks it looks like strep. Boo!

Of course I have my interview tomorrow morning, which I’ve already rescheduled once. Is it automatically a bad interview if you give your new boss an illness? From there, I believe I shall be headed to one of the outpatient urgent-care places that is open on the weekends. And now I think I shall be headed towards bed where I will beg God for relief.