Columns Retired Columns & Blogs |
Some Doctors love each of their patients, some may not. That doesn't mean they can treat everything, only that they will, if they can. If they can't, it is good to listen to Music.
And then I listened to music.
I listened to Tom Waits confess: "I want you, you, you..." over and over again, such a perfectly simple love song, just as love songs should be.
I listened to Ryan Adams teach: "Love her in the ways you want to be loved, love her in the ways she wants to be loved..." until it made sense, such perfectly simple sense.
And I listened to some other stuff, too. And I thought about things, and I felt good.
If the blood work was sent out Thursday night, I kind of doubt the doctor would have results back from the lab so quickly and the doctor probably doesn't have weekend hours... maybe Monday is the earliest you'll hear anything? If you have Mono, you'll still have it by the time the results come in, so the couple day delay might not make all that much difference, except for peace of mind.
I was told that the results would be back the next day, and so, that's what I expected. Especially important to me since I was told only to take the antibiotic if it wasn't mono (antibiotics do nothing for a virus). So, here I sit, feeling like shit, waiting for them to get back to me, while I could be on the medicine, getting better. The doctor does have weekend hours. He finally got back to me this afternoon. It's not mono.