Spent 8 hours to get two antibiotic scripts. Felt ill Saturday night, could barely move Sunday. Thought I had a bladder infection. Arrive at clinic at 3 pm. Left hospital at 11 pm. Scolded for blood pressure, stabbed for blood, fisted by doctor "gotta check your prostrate," first ever IV, CT (MRI) scans and endless waiting. read half a novel.
Diverticulitis--infection in colon usually treated by antibiotics. My antibiotics prohibit the consumption of alcohol up to a week after taking them. Fuckers. My cousin's band is playing tomorrow night and I have to be sober for this.