I called the oncology fellow on call, and she told me to come to the ER and have them page her. My son has a learner's permit to drive and I had him drive me there. We were taken back to a large room with 4 different patients separated by curtains, all talking about outrageous topics. I called my son's dad and asked him to come pick him up so he wouldn't have to listen to all the crazy talk.
It took a long time for me to be seen, because I had to be seen by the oncology fellow on call, who was busy in the main hospital. After about 5 hours, the doctor came and did an ultrasound that confirmed that I had an infection. She gave me a prescription for an oral antibiotic and said I seemed like a "good reporter" so they would trust me to come back the next day if it got worse. She told me if it was worse I would probably be admitted and placed on IV antibiotics.
I had just enough time to get to the pharmacy to get the prescription filled before they closed.
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