Urgent Care

I find it ironic that when I go to a doctor's office called "urgent care" there is no sense of urgency what so ever. I sat for 3 hours in what may be the most disease-laden area this side of a leper colony just to get antibiotics and narcotic laced cough syrup.

Sadly, they rarely know what's wrong with me. I have possible bronchitis and/ or acid reflux. The doctor also strongly urged me to get a regular doctor. I guess I need to. I'll be married soon and I need to take care of myself. It doesn't help that I'm 34 and overweight.

So here I am, slightly high off my cough syrup that really hasn't helped my cough, but now I don't mind it so much.