Here’s what’s really pissing me off right now – I called the damn doctor’s office yesterday morning the very minute they opened. I left a message for the nurse telling her I was worse and needed help. THEY NEVER CALLED BACK. I am seriously considering finding a different doctor’s office as I find this bullshit COMPLETELY UNACCEPTABLE.
Josh took off work and went to the ER with me. There’s this really nice kind of small one out west, not far from where we live. It’s great because almost no one knows it’s there so hardly anyone goes there. I got there at around 1pm and was heading home by 3pm. The doc has decided it’s bronchitis, probably viral since the antibiotics don’t seem to be doing much. He gave me an Albuterol inhaler and told me to go home and sleep for a few days. I don’t think I can manage to pull off 2 days away from work, but I stayed home today.
I kind of slept better last night, though still not great. I only woke up a few times though compared to like every 20 minutes for the last week, so that was an improvement. I’m planning to take it easy today and see if I can’t get a little of my energy back. I’m also going to try not to smoke at all. The doc said that will make this way worse and last a lot longer, so I’m trying to smoke as little as possible. Not a problem so far as even the thought of smoking makes me cough right now.
Josh has been trying to be good to me, in his own unique way. He went to the ER with me yesterday and then stayed home from class. I thought all of this was to take care of me, but no, he had plans. He needed to take me to the ER so that he could tell his English teacher why he couldn’t make it to class. Then he had the evening free to do his math homework, which I had to help him with. After making his sandwich and coffee of course. Can you say “self-centered asshole?” None of what he did yesterday was out of love for me, it was all to help him with his school stuff.
And it’s not like this is an isolated incident, he does this kind of shit all the time. I’ll think he’s done some really sweet thing for me only to find out that the real reason was because he needed/wanted something and there just happened to be something I wanted at the same place. Or he’ll do some really nice thing around the house and then I’ll find out that he did it in exchange for something like extra beer or a back rub. He never does nice things for me just because he can, there’s always some ulterior motive behind what he does. I’m really kind of sick of it.
We’re supposed to have the brat this weekend and I am so not looking forward to this. I’m snarky and a little mean when I’m sick, I really don’t want to have to deal with that kind of mood and her at the same time. But I don’t dare even ask Josh if we can skip a weekend – he’d freak out on me. That’s his baby girl and he doesn’t get to see her enough as it is. Never mind the fact that he won’t do a single fucking thing with her this weekend. But you know what – neither am I. She’s his kid, he can fucking deal with her. I don’t know that I’ll even feel well enough to get out of bed.