This morning I felt that this wasn't just a cold, I needed some stronger shit than vitamin-C.!
So I got up and to the medical centre, and to my surprise and joy, it was almost empty..
The doctor got a quick look and I was out of there in 30 sec with a prescription in my hand for some jolly old antibiotics ..
and I caught myself thinking if it would be as easy if I had been home in Sweden..?
You know the almost guilty feeling you have when you're going to the doctors office..
First you stay home for a few days thinking it will go away by itself, just have some extra sleep and some vitamins and tea and it will be ok in the morning..
Then when you're not, you sit at home practicing what to say..
like I have been resting for a week, tried normal cold medicine, I have been feeling this for a long time and please mr.doctor, I usually don't come running as fast as I get a little sniffle.. you know doc. but I don't feel that this is just a cold..
almost like you're on trail or something..
then of course when you're sitting there and waiting an that chair in the examination room, you start searching your body and mind what's wrong to come up with a good and quick answers for the questions.. you start to feel not to sick anymore.. maybe you shouldn't be here..
naah go home and have some vitamin-C and garlic and it'll be over tomorrow.
I could leave right now.. the door is open..
But maybe that's just me.. I don't like being sick but I don't like being a sissy nagging about it either..
and the past couple of times in sweden they just sent me home with just that..
go home, rest, eat well and it will pass, it's a virus, nothing we can do....
So here I was, thinking that the doctor would send me straight home with a orange in my hand and a little pad on my head, go home and get some rest..
Imagine my surprise and actually happiness when she gave me a quick look in the throat and ear and bursts out
- my god, you look terrible, I'm gonna give you some antibiotics right away..
good to know that I can get better now, and don't have to miss out on the good fun anymore..
But I do think we're a little bit harder giving out drugs in sweden,
and the pills they got here are so funny.
at home we're used to the all white almost floury pills.. not here. plastic with bright colours red and yellow..
almost like in a cartoon...
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