Handwritten prescription for Amoxicillin 500mg for sinus infection with doctor and patient details
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At least the ENT doc was professional…

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Yesterday was a big day in our house. I got my new computer, and am now writing my very first blog post on it. It took hours to set everything up on it, mainly because I forgot how the VESA arm works. I was also alone, so I had to wrestle the screen on the faceplate by myself. Everything was made more difficult, because I forgot that the arm can be taken apart, and all you have to do to get the arm to function is just push hard on it.

It took several hours for my files to migrate from my old computer to my new one. As I sit here right now, I’m moving music onto the new computer and adding apps that had to be deleted from the old one for want of space. The new computer has twice the amount of space and twice the RAM, so it should be good for awhile.

Bill went to see an ear, nose, and throat doctor yesterday about his “extra juicy cough”. It was the same practice he visited last year, when his ears were bothering him. Last year, they discovered his ears were full of wax, so they cleaned them out for him, which ended with immediate relief.

This year, he saw a different doctor, who saw that he’d come in for ear cleaning last year. So the doctor cleaned the little bit of wax he saw. Then he ran a fiberoptic tube down Bill’s nose to look at his throat! 😳

Bill said the guy was actually very professional, and treated him respectfully. Originally, he tried to look at his throat via Bill’s mouth, but Bill has a strong gag reflex. So he sprayed anesthetic up the nose and Bill said he couldn’t even feel the tube until it got past the nose. The doctor showed Bill his voice box and everything… I think I would have fainted dead away!

He also got a blood test that required just one drop of blood. The blood test was slightly abnormal.

The results were that there is a slight bronchial infection, so the doctor prescribed antibiotics, which Bill doesn’t need to take until a week has passed. If he’s not better next week, he should fill the prescription and take the meds. If he improves, they aren’t going to be necessary.

The doc also prescribed a steroidal inhaler, which the local Apotheke didn’t have in stock, but will have acquired later today. And he got a scrip for more Bronchipret, which doesn’t actually require a prescription. I guess he said there’s a more powerful preparation he can get. All told, the exam cost 300 euros, which Bill paid on site. He can submit the bill to Tricare, if he wants to. I don’t know if he’ll bother.

As Bill was telling me about all of this, I couldn’t help but remember my shockingly bad experience with the German gastroenterologist two years ago. It’s good to know there are professional doctors in Germany. 😏 I know there are professional doctors here, but I seem to have a special knack for running into the jerks.

Anyway, I think the conclusion is to let Tricare help us find doctors here, and avoid going to the hospital. The Medicum next door seems to be better. In fact, they even had a nice waiting room, strictly for private insurance/private paying patients.

Bill was actually sounding somewhat better yesterday, before he saw the doctor, but he’s still got that wretched, noisy, annoying cough that doesn’t let him sleep and causes him to wake me up with his rattling lungs. All this, stemming from that TDY trip he took to Spain in late May! He’s really been sick all summer, and he got me sick, too. Fortunately, I eventually got over my sickness.

Bill still has an appointment next month with his “GP” at Landstuhl. Meanwhile, I probably should tend to my own health, but my mental state forbids it. So, I think I’ll search for a nice spa hotel to visit, next time we have some free time. Too bad we couldn’t take advantage of the July 4th long weekend.

I’m glad Bill managed to get competent, respectful, and effective help. I hope if I ever darken the door of a doctor’s office again, I might manage to score the same!

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Mother’s Day in Deutschland, 2024…

We had big plans to do something fun this weekend. The weather is fine, with lots of sunshine and warm temperatures. Unfortunately, we never managed to get out yesterday, because we got bogged down with chores. By the time they were done, it was mid afternoon. So we ended up enjoying the backyard, which was freshly mowed and trimmed.

Bill cooked burgers on the grill and we enjoyed lots of beer and my ever expanding music catalog on the HomePod. We weren’t the only ones who stayed home yesterday. Our neighbors on both sides were also enjoying the weather in their backyards. The featured photo is of Deschutes Black Butte Porter, which was a welcome find in the Class VI store on post. I miss American craft beers.

This morning, I woke up with a horrible crick in my neck that really hurts. It’s somewhat better now, since I took some Advil. Fortunately, we can get Advil on post, as it’s not available without a prescription in Germany. The painkiller took the edge off the crick, but it still hurts to turn my head to the right. My stomach is also still bothering me a bit…

Bill finally made me an appointment with a gastroenterologist at the local hospital. Because we have Tricare insurance, they automatically give us the chief of the service. I guess Tricare is considered private insurance here, which means we rate the so-called “best” doctors. I’m nervous about the appointment, which happens a week before my birthday next month. I haven’t seen a physician since the spring of 2010. I saw a military doctor (who was a civilian) at the now defunct Fort McPherson in Georgia for what I’m sure are gallstones… Nothing was done then. This time, I don’t think I’ll be as lucky. 🙁 I expect this doctor will want to do some rather unpleasant tests… but maybe he won’t. We’ll see. Either way, there will be drugs involved.

I truly hate going to doctors. I was severely traumatized by one years ago, and it’s caused problems for me ever since. I pretty much have to be dying before I’ll go see one. Consequently, I have no recent medical history whatsoever, other than COVID-19 vaccinations. I am a little afraid this visit will prompt a cascade of medical attention… or, at least, they’ll encourage it. SIGH… and I am now at an age at which shit starts happening. Anyway, enough boring shit about my health. At least I don’t feel too terrible. The stomach thing is mostly just an annoyance. The crick in my neck is more of a nuisance on this Mother’s Day.

I was thinking maybe we’d go somewhere today, but again, it’s Mother’s Day, and that means a lot of people will be dining out. We once made the wrong decision to go out on Mother’s Day without a reservation, and it was almost a disaster. So, since it’s a big restaurant day, and because I don’t feel that great, anyway, I think we’ll stay home and enjoy the weather in our backyard. Or, I will probably do that after I take a nap. Right now, Bill is in the kitchen, cleaning up the oven. He sure is a sweetheart… Below are a couple of photos of lunches he packed for himself this week. Everybody gets a kick out of how beautifully presented and healthy his lunches are. Meanwhile, I would prefer to eat junk.

I don’t know how I ended up with a military veteran husband who is so in touch with his feminine side. But we sure do have a lot of fun together. I was hoping to book a short break somewhere this month, but we can’t seem to get the Hund Pension to answer email… As soon as they do, we will start building our next vacation, which looks like it will take place in Iceland. So… we’ll see what the next week brings.

Hopefully, whatever is causing my stomach issues won’t be anything serious… and I won’t run screaming from the room when I meet the doctor. I also hope he’s not the type to lecture… either way, I’m sure I’ll write about it next month. Tomorrow, Bill goes in to get the next part of his dental implant done. It will involve some minor surgery. Hopefully, that will go well for him. My own implant experience was not quite as traumatic as his is turning out to be.

We also heard from Bill’s younger daughter and her children. One of them made Bill’s day by saying he wanted to say hello to “Papa”. If you know our story, you know that is a very big deal. If you don’t know it and are curious, you can check the main blog… or just understand that parental alienation after divorce is a real thing and a huge problem. But, fortunately, Bill’s younger daughter inherited her dad’s capacity to forgive, as well as his good sense.

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