Those Time-killin’, Prescription-fillin’, Amoxicillin Blues

Judy and the Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, Very Bad Day, #2
(Those Time-killin’, Prescription-f
illin’, Amoxicillin Blues)

For one long week, I wait and wait
for this cold to dissipate,
but such is not to be my fate.
Although it seems like it’s abating,
instead, it’s simply  incubating.
It’s only here to agitate.
It has me in a constant state
of paroxysm. At this rate,
I’ll cough myself to heaven’s gate!
By what means may I  eradicate
this uninvited guest I hate?
I steal its covers, palpitate,
disturb its sleep, excoriate
its surfaces and mentholate.
I leave doors open just to bait
its exit, and I educate
myself in methods to end this date–
wild to finally give the gate
to this unwelcome reprobate.

Unrested, shaking, light of head,
I pull myself out of my bed,
strip off my fevered dressing gown,
to make the long drive into town
to see my doctor for my check,
climb up the stairs, a wheezing wreck,
on time. But doctor’s one hour late!
As I sit and ruminate,
I fall into a sorry state,
thinking I need to educate
them on the way they operate.
I see the doc and hit the door.
As I drive to the Walmart store,
of energy, I have no more.
Fighting just to stay upright,
it feels like I’ll be here all night.
When one man cuts in front of me,
I’d like to give his back the knee,
but I resist and live with it.
Yet I admit i have a fit
when one more woman cuts the line.
I tell the druggist the turn is mine.

She bags my pills and I am off

with dripping nose and awful cough
due to my cold as well as strep,
shaking, dizzy, slow of step.
I make it to my car and drive
home through the traffic’s busy hive.
One hour, if I’m not mistaken,
it takes to drive what should have taken
twenty minutes. I’ve not been fed,
or medicated, yet take to bed
the very minute that I get
back home, fatigued and soaking wet.
Two hours later I awake 
to discover the mistake.
When that pharmaceutic villain
dosed out my amoxicillin,
she didn’t get the dosage right—
plus—I was 20 capsules light!
What’s more, she’d kept the damn prescription!
Yes.  I threw a small conniption
fit. I couldn’t order more
from any pharmaceutic store
without the script. And, as I’d supposed,
my doctor’s clinic was now closed!!!!!
That’s how, my friends, my day has gone
since I awakened with the dawn
after a few hours tossing sleep.
Read of it now and mourn and weep
over those pills sorely mis-boughten
by one who lies here feeling rotten!!

True story, un-exaggerated in terms of how utterly rotten I was feeling. Yes, it’s strep and the doctor is trying to ward off pneumonia, thus the second round of heartier antibiotics. which I’m going to have to put off taking at least another day until some kind friend (John?) goes into town and gets me a new prescription and the correct pills. The prompt today was incubate.

17 thoughts on “Those Time-killin’, Prescription-fillin’, Amoxicillin Blues

  1. Reflections of an Untidy Mind

    Friends of Judy who live nearby, you need to make her chicken stew.
    For chicken stew has healing powers, and you can always have some too.
    And when that is not enough, manuka honey will help the throat.

    Sounds really awful, Judy. Hope it is not whooping cough. Rest up.

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  2. Marilyn Armstrong

    I’m allergic to all the “cillin” drugs, so I dread actually needing antibiotics. There’s always the question of whether they will repair me or kill me. Fair thee better, my friend. Keep warm, don’t do anything stupid, and take you med! Sleep, sleep, sleep!

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  3. lynnstrough

    I will not hit the “like” button because I do not like your fate at all! So sorry to hear you’re under the weather – I can relate and empathize. I only hope that I did not contribute to the germ party that you’re fighting now. Once away from down and cats, my symptoms disappeared real fast. There is an end in sight, just sadly not as fast as you would like!!

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    1. lifelessons Post author

      Glad yours has vanished. No fun to be ill while traveling. I’m just seeing this as a forced rest. The main problem today was absolutely no energy at all. I felt 100 years old trying to get around Walmart. Agony standing in that line.


  4. slmret

    Oh, dear, Judy — what a terrible day — and it’s Sturday, too, so Sunday is no help! Do stay warm, and ward off pneumonia with chicken soup, warmth, and sleep! Feel better soon!

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  5. dorannrule

    Hard to “like” that you are feeling so poorly. I just read that Elderberry Syrup is a huge help for coughs and immune system. I ordered some via Amazon to have on hand. I hope you are up and at ’em soon soon soon and I am wishing for you better days ahead.

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