I just got home from the doctor’s office (clinic). I threw my back out Monday and have been taking some of Tom’s leftover meds to survive until I could get to the doctor. I thought I might get a lecture about taking other people’s prescriptions, but when I told the doc he didn’t even bat an eyelash and just said “Yes, those will help.”
He gave me a cortisone shot and prescribed Flexeril and Vicodin. He also took x-rays to rule out anything major like arthritis, scoliosis, or problem discs. He said he didn’t see anything obvious, but was having a radiologist look as well and will get back to me.
On another note, I technically killed three appointments in one by also getting 1) a script for my sleeping issues and 2) a flu shot. So I guess the hour wait and eventual 45-minute appointment wasn’t THAT bad.