Cows, cats and antibiotics...
I'm dying here.
No it's not the bicycling...it's an infection that traveled with me from Cape Cod!
The day we left I got some medical reports that said I needed an antibiotic ... what to do?
I called my Dr. on the Cape. I sent a photo of the business card of the pharmacy in the small town in Vermont. I called my Doctors office another 2 times.
No love. We moved out of that town and on to the next...
Bye, Bye pharmacy!
By morning of day 3 I was dying. I guess visibly. One of the guides approached and asked if I needed a Doctor. I told him yes... he gave me his phone after calling his personal physician.
Yippee! They took me right away! After more tests the Doctor came in and said "how are you walking around?"
Two prescriptions later, and a cautious permission to ride my bike tomorrow... I was on the road to health.
The whole time these out of state professionals who barely know me were wondering how I got the results without hearing from my Doctor first? How come they didn't call in a script?
Yeah, health care ain't what it used to be.
Thank you to White Mountain Health for their care and concern!
PS I still have not received a call from my physicians office on the Cape who has had the results of my tests longer than me.
Such a disappointment.
7/11/2017 04:36:20 pm
I love Vermont! Enjoy! Glad you're on the mend!
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