I've been curled up on the couch most of the day feeling blah, kind of a non-specific blah. I got plenty of sleep last night, ate lots of decent food, the house is sort of put together, and I had lots of things to do, but still---I didn't feel like moving much. By late afternoon I had decided that I have developed a UTI, and maybe even a kidney infection, if the pains in my back are any indication. And yes, it was too late to see my family doctor for a last minute appointment, and I am unfortunately all out of those sterile cups, and I can't stand the thought of going to the walk-in clinic tonight and explaining to the doc on call my entire medical history...so I'm lying here feeling crappy trying to pretend nothing is happening. I have loads of antibiotics, I just don't know which one is the right one to take.
Oh, and to the visitors from Daily Kos, via Cecily's blog, welcome, I think you are looking for the category label medical termination, on my sidebar. This is the chain of links involved in case any of my regulars feel curious. Hell of a healthcare system the U.S. has. Can any of you explain to me why you don't use that reputed vast cache of guns to start a revolution in health care? You did in 1776 and that was just about taxes on tea, and it seemed to work out okay. The bastards these days are doing murder by spreadsheet. And yet---not a shot fired. I don't get it?
As I sit here feeling sick, at least I can rest in the knowledge that the sole reason I feel crappy is because I haven't lifted my lazy rear off the couch to see someone. I don't have to worry about paying anyone, or getting permission from my health insurance...so why don't you guys in the U.S. do something? I know a few of you have it pretty good, but lots don't. So what gives?
Yes, I'm bitchy and achy, 'scuse me while I go take a handful of pills.