Dr. Chiang, let’s call him that, since it would be unfair to publicly call him out when he may be a fine intern. (I’ve substituted the J with a Ch.) That’d the attending physician. I am biased against doctors ten years my junior who can’t engage in a basic provider-patient dialogue and suggests that I start using my spirometer as a remedy for my fever. Agreed that the spirometer is helpful, but he simply presumed I hadn’t. I had been despite the discomfort of doing so. Ok, so minor issue.
I’m just going to make an aside and declare that I hate typing on my Nexus 7 tablet. My thumbs ate challenged. Need a physical keyboard. Would switch to my oldschool phone with slideout keyboard but I’ve misplaced it for the moment.
And I really ought to be resting instead if stressing over the D team that’s in charge of me tonight. The phlebotomist who just did a double blood draw did an awesome job.
Anyway, forget the spirometer. They’re checking blood and urine and presumably will give me an antibiotic.
And if I die, I hold them all accountable.
H and K get Z. Someone please give Herman s good home. Leave Mr F with my vet.
Joking folks, though the care of the cats must be considered.