An Unknown Illness

I become  sick quite often.  I even have a routine for when I am sick.  I wake up, call the doctor or in my case the Student Health Center, and then I call my big brother to bring me my Sprite and medicines.  I am good at being sick.  I stay in my room and keep away from my roommates so I do not get them sick as well.  Now I usually have some sort of idea of what my illness is, but this week was a bit different.  

The Student Health Center likes to believe that you have a worst case scenario.  They either think that you have mono, are pregnant, or have some sort of STD.  They told me that I had tonsillitis, and that I could possibly have mono.  They sent me home with medications, and later I come to find out that the medicine did not work and they had to give me a new medicine.  I then went back to the health center two days later, my tonsils had completely swollen, and it was clearly visible on the outside.  I couldn't even move my neck!  I finally get into the center at 3 p.m., after I called at 9 a.m., and they try to tell me it is mono.  Two huge signs that should tell the doctor you don't have mono is:  I am not sleeping, and I have been eating.  Regardless of what I told them, they still tested me for mono.  Two hours later the doctor finally emerges with my test results.  They were negative.  Surprise!  The doctor then proceeds to tell me that she has no idea what I have.  She says, "Oh well, I should have listened to you when you said you were not exhausted."  I am sure you could believe my astonishment.  My own doctor doesn't know what I have, and she is just prescribing me medications to take.  That to me is a little bit scary.  I can diagnose myself better then my own doctor... Why did I not become a doctor?

A doctor's job is to determine the cause of the illness and clear it up as quickly as possible.  That also means you need to listen to your patient.  It is the patient's body, and they usually have a pretty good idea of what is going on in their own body.  Don't underestimate the patient.   

Powerball

I bought my first Powerball ticket last week, and I won the Powerball!  Little did I know that if you get the powerball number you get $5.  Only 5 dollars!  I was thinking that I was going to be a rich lady.  Then I got two more numbers, and they were each worth $1.  Only 1 dollar!  That would be just my luck.  Then I found out, if I could have gotten one more number correct I could have won $100.  Now that is a tease.  

The way I look at it is I put 4 dollars into it and made 3, so I should keep playing, until that money is gone.  But this could be addicting.  I have a inkling that this could be my newest pet peeve.  The addiction of playing  Powerball.  

Impatient Shoulder Drivers

Have you ever noticed the people speeding everywhere during the week?  I always wonder why they are in such a hurry.  I think it is more important to be a few minutes late then speed and not arrive at all.  

People can sometimes make stupid driving choices when they are late for something.  I see it all the time.  Usually it is in traffic and someone grows impatient so they think that the best solution is to get on the shoulder of the road and speed past everyone.  The shoulder is not a lane.  Do people realize how dangerous that is?  There are abandoned cars on the shoulder.  There are police officers who just pulled over someone on the shoulder.  There are people with flat tires on the shoulder.  There are hitchhikers, guard rails, and signs.  What if you were driving and all of a sudden here comes a bridge?  Where would you go?  You are on a shoulder no lane to zoom into because there is bumper to bumper traffic.  You either hurt yourself really badly or somehow manage to stop before you get to the bridge.  Why would you jeopardize your life like that?  

Just be patient wait in the traffic you will get to your final destination soon enough and arrive alive.  Not only do these people put their lives in danger, they are putting everyone around them in danger as well.