Going to the Doctor... in France (part 2)

Well my body seems to have the worst timing ever! I started feeling really sick again last night and sent my doctor an email. This thankfully works... I'm shocked that I can even do it! I was able to tell him exactly what was wrong with me and why I couldn't be getting sick (I'm going to Italia!!!). He sent me an email back saying my appointment would be at 11:30am. I got up this morning.... feeling ok, got ready, started feeling worse... but trucked it down the street to his office.

The other doctor in the practice was in today, so the waiting room was more full. It's so amazing how easily the doctors come out and the next patient gets up and goes into the room. There's no sign in list... no way to make sure they know who is next.... the doctor just comes out, shakes the hand of the next person who stands up and you go into the office. When you go into the office, you hand them your carte vitale...which brings up your medical history and medications you're on. You tell the doc what's up and he asks you to come over to his examining table.

He listened to me breath, took my blood pressure, made me say "Ahhh" and that was that. He said, "You've had a fever?" I said... "Yeah, pretty sure." And then the next thing I know he's writing me a prescription for amoxicillin, a steroid you dissolve in water, nose spray, cough syrup, and more paracetamol. I paid my 23 euros (unsure how that fits into the cost and trouble of getting my stupid health card), we shook hands, and that was that!

I went to the pharmacy right away, getting everything I needed. This cost was reduced with my card at least (only paid 9 euros for 4 boxes of amoxicillin and more). I also stopped at the grocery store getting lots to drink and a few last minute things before Victor gets here. He arrives into the Lyon airport around 11:30 tomorrow. I hope these drugs work their magic!!!!

I'll keep you posted!

Reste cool:)