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Is that you, coffin?

After two weeks of persistent coughing and fatigue, I went to see a doctor today. I don't usually go to the doctor when I am ill, because I figure I already know what's wrong with me and what to do about it. Why would I pay somebody to tell me what I already know? But after two weeks of Robitussin, Thera-Flu, DayQuil, psuedo-fed (don't get a libertarian started), ibuprofen, cough drops, whiskey, tea, and my Vicks vaporizer, my wife convinced me that I clearly don't know what to do about it. I've called out sick twice this past week - I just can't speak well enough to address the class. Uh, plus I sound like Doc Holiday, and that makes students nervous. It's not a good learning environment.

Let me say a few things about Patient First, the primary care center I visited. I had a very friendly receptionist taking my information within 20 seconds of my walking in the front door. When she was done with me, I went to take a seat in the waiting area... but my name was called before I even made it to a chair. The nurse who weighed me in and took my vitals was cheerful, and was very specific in his questions about what brought me in. By the time the doctor came in, I nearly had to laugh out loud about the popular image of primary care facilities.

I had a longer wait and more brusque customer service last week at the local coffee shop - where they are hoping for a tip.

I was sent away with a smile on my face and two prescriptions filled on site for $16. Bronchitis, the doctor said. Not the pneumonia my wife had me fearing. I did pretty much already know that. But he also gave me some antibiotics and some expectorant with codeine. I'd call that a productive visit.

I'm probably going to call out tomorrow, again. Maybe I'll spend the day looking up the various arguments about the state of health care in the United States today. I don't think I understand the supposed health care "problem", though I am certain that socialism and a lack of competition are not the answer. Don't you dare point to Canada!

And maybe I'll go back to Patient First and leave a tip. Or some flowers and a card. The capitalist in me would feel much better if I did that. I'm probably not going to, but they really do deserve some sort of thanks. I hope they're reading.