I was about to go out of town and I started to get the feeling some type of ailment was creeping…read morein. I knew I wasn't feeling great and I started to feel it get worse and worse over the course of my day at work. When I was at the point where I knew I wasn't feeling great entering fatigue area, I left work to get checked out. I looked for a place off the Metro and nearby where I lived. Not just that, but it would not take me that long to get there. This fit all those requirements.
Showed up, signed myself in, and was gearing up for a wait. However, it was mere seconds and they started my intake. Back to the waiting room and I was ready to settle in, but in a few minutes I was back in an exam room. Vitals taken, changed into a gown, and back in the room. Before I knew it a slew of tests were done to rule out the usual. I also had a chest x-ray, all before I was even seen by a doctor.
I was happy to hear that it wasn't anything they tested for, and the chest x-ray showed nothing. But I was contagious as the doctor put it. The doctor here was excellent. She explained everything to me, why they did the tests they did, and what I was in store for. Everything she told me was actually what I was in store for. Her top advice was to rest. Not go home for a day, but to take the rest of the week off work for recovery. Note provided to cover me at work, a prescription to ebb the cough, and I was ready to head home.
The good thing about one of these locations is that you can have your prescription filled here. That is, if their medication dispensing system was working. So I was expecting to get my stuff, get back on the Metro, and be on my way home to start on that rest. But I had to make another stop elsewhere before I could head home.