Self Medicating
Well, I cleared it with my doctor first. I'm sick, I'm taking an
expectorant. They are about the only thing that feels like it is doing
anything. They are from Wal-Mart. They are generic. The pills are
rough. It is like trying to swallow a little piece of brick. It sure
would be nice to have some mucus membranes left for that ride to the
bottom, but I've been taking these things for a couple of days. My
throat is dry and the pills are like wads of sand paper. Nice combo
Wal-Mart. I nearly choked to death today at lunch.
Oh, but the latests batch are blue. That was a pleasant change over
off-gray.
I just got back from Wal-Mart.
I would have killed for one of these when I was a kid.
Anyway, I took the day off. I walked to the bus stop and my chest was
hurting when I breathed in. The doctor gave me a prescription and said
not to get it unless I got worse. I got some paint thinner quality
antibiotics. It's called Avelox.
It came with a bright yellow instruction sheet and some warning labels.
I like it.
Nat was a sweetheart and called a lawn guy so I don't have to mow
tomorrow. I'm off to rest and scrounge up some grub.
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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