Going to the doctor this afternoon. My chest is so tight I can hardly breath and my face is killing me - so I think I have at least a sinus infection and maybe bronchitis.
Waste of time and money. I just have a cold. If I am still sick in a week I am supposed to go back. She did offer me cough medicine, but I said no thanks. However, did have a nice chat with the PA. I was impressed that she saw my necklace (it says 'Twenty Six Point Two') and knew I was a marathoner. She ran a half marathon once and mentioned she trained for it in Chicago. I asked what part of Chicago and she mentioned Hyde Park and then said, oh - and another city you would have never heard of called Westmont. I said - "60559" and you should have seen the shocked look that came on her face. She couldn't believe I knew the zip code to where she used to live - she hadn't remembered it herself. I mentioned that when I moved to Illinois at age 3 we lived in Westmont and it then became Darien (both with the same zipcode) and we started talking about favorite streets and stores and missing Giordano's Pizza. She even attended my old ward and knew the bishop (from when I was married) that became Stake President and I was able to tell her that he died last year and his widow lives off the Jordan River Parkway in Lehi. Small world....... (deja vu music playing)
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