On this day, Mark's nephew Hudson was getting baptized, and I really wanted to go. I was excited about seeing a Catholic baptism. Having been raised in a protestant church, I'm always curious about the other half. However, this day was super bad, because my illness had just gotten worse and worse. Not a time to join together with family and a baby and spread coughs, sneezes, drippy noses and handshakes.
I'm sure you understand.
I finally broke down and got treated because my flight to San Diego was on Monday (this was Saturday) and I was hoping to feel better before getting on an airplane. I can stomach working with a cold, but flying? No. Way.
Nothing too much to report about the experience. I got in and out in 30 minutes tops, from sign-in to prescription filling. I can also say that the treatment I got worked (double ear infection, check!) and that it was super cheap and something I recommend for everyone--health insurance or not.