Hubby finally convinced me to go, okay drug me, to the emergency room last night.
For some reason, he’s always convinced that I’m going to have a heart attack. I’m sure that has nothing to do with the fact that I’m shaped like a beach ball! :)
Plus I have this huge red area on my left arm that is getting bigger and nastier looking by the hour and red streaks running up my arm.
The Doc. walks in the room and……
……is it just me, or are all of the Docs. these days looking like Doogie Howser?
I mean really…….
So anywho…….I find out I’m not having a heart attack.
He thinks this thing on my arm which is getting bigger and bigger as we sit there, is one of my eczema spots that has gotten infected. I point out to him, at least three times, that there was nothing in this area before this morning.
No response from him.
I figure he’s “waxing poetic” over last years prom date and not paying attention.
So he did give me a prescription for antibiotics.
I get home and start looking at my arm, and I think I slept with a spider, of the black widow type, the other night. Judging from the symptoms. Chest pains, severe muscle aches, restlessness, my arm is super swollen and nasty looking and hurts like heck.
And right now, my arm looks like one of those pics. that come up when you do a Google search for pics. of spider bites. YUK!
But gee…….at least it’s not the flu!