Ham & my doctor's appointments

I just got home from the doctor. I have acute bronchitis. The horrible headache is probably a migraine brought on by pregnancy hormones. The migraine is likely the cause of the vomitting. The doctor said my lungs "almost sounded like pneumonia but not quite." whatever. He prescribed an antibiotic for the bronchitis and also an inhaler to help me breathe.

An hour after my appointment I checked Ham in 30 minutes early for his appointment. I nearly fainted at the desk. When the nurse called us back to the room she asked me to sit down. Then she asked how I was feeling.

I was like, "Me? Oh, this appointment is for Hammie. I just saw the doctor."

She said, "Who did you see and how long ago?" And then, "Did the doctor know you were dizzy then?"

I told her, "No, the dizziness just started right after I got off the elevator. I had gone up to the second floor to look for a snack for him (Ham) in between appointments but there weren't change machines. But I think I'll be fine now that I'm sitting."

This was not satisfactory for her. She took my blood pressure with me lying down, then my blood pressure sitting up, and last my blood pressure standing. Another technician brought me a bottled water and then a nice nurse brought me some saltine crackers she found in her desk saying, "I don't know how old these are. They might be stale, but they should help."

The crackers were gross but I choked down three as the nurse was starting the vitals on Ham. I drank most of the bottled water and was feeling much more stable and thanked her for her thoughtfulness.

The doctor came in to see Ham. Ham didn't want to play along after the whole rectal temperature episode. He giggled and laughed at the doctor's little tricks to get him to open his mouth and stick out his tongue. But he wouldn't do it. I had to pry his mouth open. And when it came time to look in his ears, that was tricky. That Ham is strong!

It turns out Ham's lungs sounded pretty good but he does have a double ear infection.

I think as long as Bun doesn't get sick we're doing good. Since Gabbers, Ham, and mine are all bacterial now and we're on antibiotics, we're not contagious.

Danny gets home in 2 days. I can't wait to be rescued.