"Truth is stranger than fiction" [Some person I was too lazy to look up... -_-)
For the past three weeks, I have been slightly ill. Sore throat, nasal congestion, fever, cough, the usual. Last Saturday, my father brought me to an immediate-care facility, because no normal cold should last more than a few days. The doctor didn't prescribe any medicine, but he took a throat culture (sample of cells) to determine if I had strep throat.
This afternoon, shortly after I ate lunch, I received a phone call from the immediate care office. Apparently, the results of my throat culture came back and I was diagnosed with some rare infection that I'd never heard of. The assistant who called recommed that I go to the emergency room for treatment right away. The only cure is an antibiotic injected into the patient's a**.
Despite my protests, my father brought me to the E.R. As the doctor read the papers faxed from the walk-in office, he gave us a bemused look and said "This bacteria is very rare. Never in all my experience have I met someone with it in their throat. It usually affects open wounds. This bacteria is also very dangerous. If you were infected, you would look very sick, but you look okay to me. However, I will run some tests to be sure."
I had two chest x-rays and gave two blood samples. Shortly after the first blood sample, I had an inexplicable laughing fit that last about five minutes. No idea what caused that.
After waiting, extremely bored, for over an hour, the blood test results were in. To make a long story short, everything was fine, and I apparently just have post-nasal drip. The most likely explanation is that my throat culture was contaminated before it was studied. Damn medical science. Always mixing up results and getting things wrong. Oh well. At least I didn't need a needle jabbed into my a**.
xxForsakenFantasyxx · Sun Jan 20, 2008 @ 12:43am · 3 Comments |