Teaching Docs

I went back to see the Doctor on Tuesday. He shook my hand and was happy to announce the diagnosis for my problem was simply a reaction to the antibiotic. He thought that there was a chance that I had the flu in the middle of it. He said that after 29 years he is still becoming educated in his job by his patients. He said that when someone tells him that the last time they had a rash to sulfas that he will be more cautious about prescribing the drug. He found it baffling that my temperature was swinging so radically. He said that most of the time when you have a reaction, the temperature stays up. I was mediating it with my two weeks of motrin. He was happy that I went to Stanford, but a little dismayed at my experience. He said that was not the way it operated 20 some years ago when he did his residency in rheuemotology there. He told me to apologize to Sue for the drama that the antibiotic imposed.

I got my release to go back to work. The principal's secretary was happy to get the little form. The doctor was amazed that I needed it.

So that pretty much ends the saga.