After a few days I started to feel better. But I kinda plateau at about 50-60%. Plus the antibiotics were making me sick to my stomach. So I went and called my doctor. He's a new doctor, as my old doctor left last summer so I'd never seen Dr. C before. He comes in, berates me for going to the ER. Tell me pretty much that they are all charlatans and don't know how to diagnose a hole from thir ass in the ground. He tells me I DO have the flu and to stop the antibiotics. I'm kinda going, what? Isn't that what you are NEVER supposed to do? He said I felt better because I was getting better, not because of the antibiotics. It's a VIRUS he stresses. Thanks, I didn't know that.
If I don't feel better or stay the same after a few days come back and see me he says and leaves.
So I follow his orders. I stop the antibiotics. I don't feel better. I start to feel worse. My throat still hurts. I'm still stuffed up. Not running on all cylinders. Today I wake up and my eyes are glued shut. Yuck. I'm coughing up stuff. Joy. I call off work and the only doc available is...yeah, HIM. Great. We'll see how this goes. I blame him and I blame myself for listening to him. Even if the antibiotics were giving me GI problems, I should have kept taking them. I didn't speak up because it's a male doctor and I'm rather uncomfortable around them. I really miss my old doctor, she was so nice and asked a lot more questions.