Sick and monkeys

I’ve mentioned maybe once or twice that I haven’t felt well since Thanksgiving. That’s eight months or so of feeling off, and sometimes that offness has included the flu (once, possibly twice); several colds; and, most recently, a cough that lasted a month.

It was for the cough that I finally dragged myself to the doctor today where I [had previously diagnosed myself, thankyouverymuch] with bronchitis and sinusitis. So. It’s important to go the doctor, I guess is the point here.

But see, my problem is that I can always justify not going to the doctor because I find most doctors to be pretty useless to me. I am vigilant about my annual gyn exams (homie don’t mess around with cervical cancer) and my twice-yearly dentist visits (gum care is important!), but as for regular doctors? MEH. Underwhelming.

Also, I feel like whatever I am going through is peanuts in comparison to what others are going through. Like, my girl Caitlin recently had sinus SURGERY, so who am I to complain about a little cough and some sinus pressure, ya know?

(Thank you Caitlin, who all but got on an airplane to, uhh, strongly encourage me to get thee to a doctor and also HAPPY BIRTHDAY!)

Anyway, avoiding doctors is fine! Unless I have bronchitis and have for a month, landing me in the x-ray department because, “It’s not good that you’ve had this cough for a month.”

Also everyone deserves to feel good and not like shit! What the hell, Sarah? So yeah. This whole “avoiding doctors” tactic is pretty dumb.

I am on antibiotics, which I vow to continue taking, even if they make me puke, which happened last time, so wish me luck. Bronchitis-free luck.

Luckily, LG is healthy and happy. I mean, we’ve been doing lots of time outs, but she seems to like them, so…Enjoy?

She has also taken to following us around the house saying, “Doing, what’re you DOING, Ma?” which is pretty cute.

“Doing, what’re you DOING, Ma?”

“I’m cooking dinner.”

“Okay.”

Thanks, kid…for your…approval?

We took her to the zoo for the first time last weekend and she was BESIDE HERSELF about all the animals. I don’t think she understood that animals exist outside of three-inch puzzle pieces or pictures in her book, so she was pretty delighted to see lions and giraffes and monkeys.

They exist! Amazing.

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4 Responses to Sick and monkeys

  1. queencaren says:

    Sorry you’re sick.
    Glad you went to the MD. Good girl – take the meds.
    LG is adorable. So fun to read about her little mind at work.

    xoxoxo

  2. mona says:

    I hope you feel better soon, Sarah. I avoid doctors because when I go, I feel stupid for being there and all I leave with is a suggestion to get ibuprofen. But I’m with you on the annuals. Homie don’t play with my cervix. That sounds weird.

  3. K says:

    I love that LG calls you “Ma.”

  4. Caitlin says:

    Since the demise of google reader I have become EVEN WORSE about blog reading and commenting. So! Hi and thank you for the birthday wishes two weeks later! I am so glad you went to the doctor, and your experience pretty much exactly sums up what I was dealing with when all this bullshit started. It was the cough that wouldn’t quit that finally made me start taking things seriously, and not take no for an answer from a doctor (long story very short). Sinus stuff is no joke. I am SO GLAD you went!

    LG calling you Ma is the cutest thing ever. I now keep hearing in my head Doing, what’re you DOING, Ma? I want this to be my ringtone.

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