I'm buying stock in Lysol...

So this morning I get up to get Michael ready for school and Frank was telling me how he wasn't feeling well last night and had to take some Nyquil and how now he was all achy.

Great.

Now, wives, I'm sure you'll agree...men make LOUSY patients.  So I got him moving and got him to the Urgent Care by 8:45 a.m.  While I was there with him, I had the doctor check out my eye which was in quite a lot of pain this morning.  

Long story short, no strep for Frank and they were unsure of the flu.  But basically, the doctor said that if it was the flu, too bad, so sad.  Seriously.  He refused to give Frank the Tamiflu and his reasoning was that they only give that in cases of people with special needs.  We, apparently, did not meet that criteria.  Although, to be honest, the last time Frank had the flu (like 3 or 4 years ago) we got the Tamiflu (at $100 for the script!) and it NOTHING for him.  He was in bed, moaning for 2 weeks.  So I'm not sure if I'm happy or sad that they didn't give it to him.

As for me, the doctor gave me a prescription for a steroid eye drop and when I went to the pharmacy to get it filled, the pharmacist was like "You know this is $120, right?"  I almost had a heart attack!  Luckily, we have short-term medical coverage so I got it for $3.00.  Quite the difference!

But for now, I am stuck at home with a husband who CLEARLY is not going to be an easy-going patient.  Although he has volunteered to sleep on the couch because I have to get up early and leave early to go to my unemployment review in the morning.  So I guess I can cut him some slack for now and be a nice wife.

For now...LOL!