We have two medical facilities that designate themselves as walk-in, immediate care facilities. But they keep regular doctor hours, so they’re no help at all if you need to see a doctor after 5. WTF?!?!? By the time I found this out, I decided I needed to sleep more than I needed to wait four hours in the emergency room, so I filled my ear up with antibacterial stuff and took too many painkillers, and that should hold me until my regular doctor is in.

Yes, the ear infection is back. I was in Manhattan yesterday, enjoying the Whole Bead Show (except for the climate control thing. They’ve really got to work on that.), and almost went to the bead stores afterwards, but I was parked at 21st St, and the sotres are in the upper 30’s, and it was pouring rain. As I was slllloooowwwwwlllyyyy making my way through the Lincoln Tunnel, it started to feel like someone was repeatedly jamming a knitting needle into my inner ear. I called my regular doc (actually, the insurance co. classifies her as a specialist, since my former doctor’s office staff have had much more important things to do over the last two weeks than count up the pages in my medical records and charge me a friggin’ dollar a page to copy them and transfer them over. This means I have to pay $50 a visit instead of $30. And the new doc doesn’t have my records.) but the office had just closed and the Saturday doctor wouldn’t be in. So. . .whatever, I think I’ll go see an ENT so maybe I can get cultures taken and be rid of this once and for all.

Time to go take more painkillers and load up my ear again.