I woke up with the mother of throat and chest pains.feeling as if my insides were on fire.
There was a 2h tour "Whale watching" I was so looking forward to.Barely an hour into the adventure too tired to fight my corner to obtain and keep a prime position, I sat down by the water stained window.There were whales frolicking with their babies,dolphins jumping up for my pleasure,there were other fish,too,the name of which I never registered.I simply stopped caring. I had lost the will to live.Back on dry land I set out to look for a pharmacy,they all were closed for lunch, so a cup of coffee and wi-fi were in order.Yes, madam,no problem,you can have both.The liquid muck undrinkable and when I tried to connect was told - I do not know what the problem is, we have no internet today.Crooks.
I picked up some syrup,ibuprofen and antibiotics.Yes, in Mexico you an get antibiotics without a prescription.And a God send they turned out to be.
Back on bard I collapsed into the bed and slept, and slept, and slept.
Almost a week later I was not feeling any better,on the contrary, I lost my voice.
So I looked up Mayo clinic [my most trusted source of information] what their views on sore throat was. If it does not go in 2 days,the cause is not virus, it is bacteria and must be treated with antibiotics to avoid any future problems.
My doctor would never ever prescribe me antibiotics, not even if I were on a deathbed.
The next time she so adamantly refuses to do so,I will, quote her the Mayo clinic.
And yes, four days later I am beginning to feel much better.
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