Bronchitis

I have been really sick this week. It seems like I never really blog about the "real" stuff going on in my life, just the fun and entertaining stuff. Sorry. I guess that is a downfall of my personality. It is much easier to talk about everything else than what is on the homefront.

Today I finally took off from work two hours early. I hate not being at work where I know people need me. Being sick is just not something I have time for. But today... I knew I had to stop being stubborn and go to the doctor. Of course, at the last minute, all the offices were booked. I decided to go to the walk-in clinic on Wedington. I guess I was sicker than I thought. I knew I was bad off- vomiting, congestion, wet, wheezy lungs, and a killer ear ache. But hey... I work with kids all day. I am used to picking up "bugs" here and there. I was actually very sick at the dog party, but hated for anyone to know.

They pricked my finger, ran my blood and found my white count low. They gave me a "sinus cocktail." No kidding. Has anyone had this??? It is literally a cocktail of good drugs that they steam and make you breathe out of a tube. Pure heaven on some wheezy lungs, yall. Blissful. Then then promptly rolled me on my side, gave me a huge shot in the hip, and told me I had a serious case of acute bronchitis. I should have figured as much. I have had bronchitis more times than I count over my lifetime. I have had it at the LEAST 5 times in the 6 1/2 years we have been married. David joked that I had bronchitis last night and I told him to get lost. Go figure. That is what I get for being sassy. : )

I have asthma, and I guess it is really a side effect of having a weak upper respiratory system. They basically put me back on albuteral inhalers for the rest of my living years. Anyway.... the kicker is that when I went to pay, I about hit the ugly, green polyester carpet. $245.00!! And that is just for the office visit, kids!! That is not even my prescription filled. What could I do! I paid it cash, right out of my debit card. David despises putting stuff on the credit card, so I did what I thought he would want. He told me I did the right thing later, but seriously, what do people do that don't have the money?? I thought to myself, when leaving, if David and I weren't insane budgeters with every penny we bring in, we would never have the luxury of a walk-out clinic. I guess a lot of people are on welfare, and I understand that, but for that moment I was so frustrated that here I am, educated, and sick, and have to go back to work to pay my bills, while some people don't, and get free medical care. I know, I know... People who are on welfare really do the need the hep. But I watched everyone else in line by pass the cash machine, and when it was my turn, I had to pay up. Sometimes it just doesn't seem fair. I am trying to be big about it, but if you want real honesty from me, it was hard to swallow.

Oh well..... Say a prayer for me. I plan on going in tomorrow. I can't stand not working almost as much as I can't stand being sick. I need a good day of beneficial learning in my room. I need to feel better. Fast. I have Parent Teacher conferences on Thursday!

So for all you budgeters, keep budgeting! When you can't get in somewhere decent and they don't take insurance, you will be glad you saved.
This verse I had hidden in my heart, and it spoke loudly to me tonight:
"For we are under great pressure, far beyond our ability to endure.... But this happened that we might not rely on ourselves, but on God." 2 Corinthians 1: 8-9

Thank you, Jesus, for loving me enough to provide for all my needs- financially, bodily, and spiritually. Thank you for a husband who handles our finances with wisdom and maturity. Thank you for teaching me something new today- to count on you, and know that all I have belongs to you anyway. I need you tonight, Jesus, and I know you are always there to catch me.