Am (Clearly) Not A Doctor!

When I saw my doctor last week, I was kind of mad that she prescribed antibiotics as I'm not a fan of them and CERTAINLY not a fan of prescribing them "too often".

Lately my body reacts quite poorly (IMO) to them, in ways that make it like "ok now I'm sick in a whole other way, geez" and I'm wary of over prescription and creation of super bugs and all the things and so I didn't go in to see her looking for antibiotics, more to have someone tell me what was going on and what I needed to do and maybe how much longer I'd be like this.

So I was frustrated that she seemed to put me on antibiotics with just a few checks (ears, throat, lungs, symptoms) and I grumbled to myself that she hadn't even taken any samples (of I'm not sure what) and that now I'd have to be on antibiotics for a week and a half and I just wanted to be better and this clearly wasn't going to help. Grump.

It's been, I was mentioning to Jason, probably a decade plus since I've had a chest infection like this, and the last few times I've been put on antibiotics were for things that I'm aware need them.  Strep throat.  You need them.  And you notice the antibiotics kicking in within hours.  UTI, you generally need them and again you notice them kicking in within hours.  So with those being the last times I needed antibiotics I suppose a tired, drained part of my brain was expecting to feel better and relief within a few hours of taking these which of course I didn't.  SEE?  Part of me said?  Proof I know better than a doctor PSHAW.

But here I am four days on antibiotics as I write this and, well, yeah, I definitely needed them.  Ahem.  My bad.  Am not a doctor.  They know lots and lots of things I don't know, even if I google lots and feel real smart like.

I've still had a rough go on the antibiotics and I still have about a week to go with them but today (Saturday as I type) I feel actually hungry.  And I ran some errands (in part to make sure I had a book to read and some food to eat in case the predicted snow showed up.) and the coughing and stuff was still there but better.  Like I can tell I'm feeling better.  That now it's just getting rid of the leftover stuff rather than also fighting it.

I'm still wary of antibiotics and I will try to make sure my doctor knows my less than ideal reaction symptoms but I guess I'm glad she knows what she's doing and is looking out for me, because if it were up to me I'd still be fighting these germs on my own and who knows how crappy I'd still be feeling.