- Date: Wednesday, November 1, 2006 -- 9pm
- Location: Somerville, MA
- Kitchen: My Apartment
- Dining Companions: Ana, Craig, Jessie, Matty, and Glen
- Recipe Rating: C+
I'm sick. I have tonsillitis (and strep throat (?) according to the doctor). I get tonsillitis every year. I should just have my tonsils out. Not to worry, I have never passed my tonsil infections on to anyone else, and now I have started antibiotics, so I should be safe to be around. I went to class this morning, but after 2 hours at MIT Medical this afternoon, I came home. I don't particularly like to take drugs (I know it's ridiculous -- of all people, I should appreciate the wonders of modern pharmaceuticals). Last year when I had tonsillitis (bundled that time with bronchitis) I never took my prescribed antibiotics -- they are in my underwear drawer still. But I am flying to Chicago on Saturday, and I am so determined to feel better before then, that I am actually taking the drugs the doctor prescribed!
During the very long wait at the med center, some MIT student came up and started yelling at the receptionist. He was actually yelling at her about how he just couldn't receive "adequate care" at MIT Medical. Now, MIT Medical has always been really great to me, but even if it's true that the doctor he saw didn't listen to his concerns (this was his claim), why the hell was he yelling at the receptionist? It is clearly not her fault. It really makes me angry when people are rude to totally undeserving strangers. Why do that? She handled it very gracefully. I was extremely impressed by her. The MIT student I was not so impressed by.