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Yeah, I'm at work. Fever, infection and all...I'm coping with the help of Tylenol, which is making everything hurt not quite so much as it did yesterday, and tonight after work I have only three things on my agenda:

1. Put gas in the truck.
2. Pick up my Levaquin at WalMart.
3. Bed.

It's not going to be a terribly exciting weekend, just me, my Levaquin and a big bottle of water. In bed. The clinic wasn't too happy about my refusing to come in and get looked at, but really - that's a waste of my time and the doctor's. I've been through this enough times that I recognize the symptoms, and I know enough to get my ass to urgent care if things go sideways. In the end they called in the prescription anyway - it was either that or refer me to urgent care after work, which would have been dumb for all of the reasons previously mentioned.