Simple

I went to the doctor today. Nearly three weeks of illness is enough. I toughed it out after laying around for the three days after Christmas, but yesterday it hit me again hard, and I was down and out. I realized at that point that I really had been just dragging my tired self around everywhere since before Christmas and enough was enough.


I must not have been to the doctor since just after having Inmate #7 because the physician's assistant asked me if I was still nursing. I told her no, and she asked how old my baby was. When I told her 18 months, she said, "Wow! If I hadn't read it here, I would never have known that you had a baby." Okay, so it was worth paying my co-pay just for that comment. She made my day.

The doctor concluded that along with the fever that I currently had (surprise to me), I had a sinus infection. He almost acted pleased that my sinuses were hurting just so he could give me antibiotics. I think he was almost looking for an excuse to do so after being sick for three weeks.

I went and picked up my three medications from the pharmacy. I had to show my I.D. and sign my name for the cough medicine. It must be good stuff. They also gave me Mucinex. Wow! I'm impressed. I just took it about an hour ago, and it's loosening stuff up already (that's a fact I'm sure you're happy to know, huh?).

As I sat in the pharmacy waiting for my name to show up on the reader board, I got to looking at the names there. There were names from all over the world. I was impressed by that and thought of what a wonderful thing it is to live in the melting pot of the world. My name finally showed up right after Karem something-or-other. It just looked so simple sitting there. Not presumptuous. I'm not a Felicia or a Francesca. I'm just a Julie, a simple, easy to pronouce five letter name. Last name too, can't mess that one up--except that one time when someone messed up and instead of using his left ring finger to type "s" used his right ring finger; I'll let you figure that one out. That was kind of a sad occasion.

It's funny what you think when you really have nothing directing your thoughts, so I got to thinking about what it would be like to go through life with a different name. What would it be like to have a fancy or hard to pronounce or flowy name? I will never know. For me, I'm thankful to be simple.