*Cough*Cough*

No more sore throat, thank goodness, but I'm still coughing.

I think the doctor today and last week's urgent care doctor were classmates at Hollywood Upstairs Medical College (credit The Simpsons). He didn't give me any information and no suggestions on how to get relief.

It's partly my fault for not asking more questions, but I honestly didn't realize I didn't get answers until after I was at work. This is why they tell us to take written questions. With this guy, I didn't know he was done with me until well after he was gone. He told me he was going to check on getting me a chest X-ray and then he never came back. The nurse gave me the X-ray order and walked me out. If I had had written questions, I would have remembered them and then told her I needed to speak with the doctor again.

Oh, well. I'll plan to ask questions when they call with the X-ray results. Better keep a note next to the phone!