November 10, 2006
Shortly after getting back from Florida, I started to get a little sore throat. This quickly blossomed into a seriously sore throat and two swollen, bloodshot eyes. I usually avoid doctor visits when I think I can wait it out, but I was having a really hard time sleeping, eating, and talking, so Gloria gave me a lift to the weird little EmergiCareClinic or whatever it’s called. The name and concept remind me of something I’d expect in a cyberpunk novel, but I guess that’s just because I don’t know anything about how normal people get medical care.