SO as I am driving to Fort Worth yesterday---with each new mile---my throat gets sorer and sorer. I have taken 2 doses of pain reliever---and it STILL hurts! I am thinking---WHY on my way to see the grands does this happen? Of course, I am exposed to a room full of 3 year old germs Every Sunday AM---but WHY now?
I stop at the first pharmacy that I pass after exiting the interstate and load up on drugs. Trying to ignore the pain---and discomfort and possibility that my throat may be swelling closed---I await Dr. SIL's arrival at home.
Dr. SIL comes in after 9 PM after a 17 hour stint in SICU. He hugs his favorite MIL & we exchange niceties. I then tell him "I have a very sore throat!" He glances my way and says, "Mine has been really sore for a week." THAT IS IT!! NO sympathy--NO miracle drug--just I AM IN MUCH MORE PAIN THAN YOU ARE!
I am looking for Dr. Compassion to be my new doctor here in Fort Worth---Dr. SIL---is fired before he even got out of the block! There is NO honor among relatives of a doctor!
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