Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Another Hospital...and no this is not a Caribbean Hospital Tour
"Um...I'm not sure. I have my heps, but I'll have to look, " I replied feeling like the last to know.
"But you've been to Africa, no one questioned you?" they pushed.
"And Cape Verde Islands," I replied...and then I got the head shake. The slow, feeling sorry for you, glad they are not you HEAD SHAKE.
And I felt a sweep of anxiety go through me like touching an electric fence on the farm in Kansas.
There was nothing I could do, it was late and I would deal with it in the morning, I told myself as I went to bed last night.
Having been at sea for almost 10 months, it also worked to my advantage as I had a couple prescriptions that only a doctor could renew as well as leaving my other boat who had prescription antibiotics for all the "just in case you are at sea..." and I needed my own.
The Yellow Fever shot itself was no big deal. And the entire visit with about 20 minutes of the Doctor's time was $42 US. A walk-in shot and consult with 3 prescriptions! That's affordable medicine. But that's it for me. No more hospitals.