Well it's been awhile since I've had to go see a doc

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Friday afternoon I just had it! I couldn't stand the running to the restroom anymore. I was going (literally) every few minutes. I finally broke down and went to a clinic near where I work. I told the nurse practitioner guy how I was feeling and all the symptoms. He told me that he was worried it could be internal bleeding (though unlikely, he wanted to make sure) and that he wanted me to get fluids. Well that small clinic didn't have that kind of thing so off I went to a place three minutes down the road where I was given fluids, blood was drawn, had to pee in a cup, walk in a straight... oh wait no... *back tracks* The first place I went to didn't charge me. I did ask for a doc's note so I could walk down and give it to my work. I went in and the manager of the store, of course, was not happy. More so because my grocery manager had also called out. I go and talk to the manager over grocery (as the store manager was busy) and give him the note and explain things. I go get the fluids, get told what is wrong, and given a prescription. All of this after the blood work and peeing in a cup and being asked a MILLION TIMES what my birthdate is. WHEN Did they start asking that so many times? Apparently it's the norm / standard / safety thing to do now. I almost stamped it right on their friggin heads! Had I mentioned I had not slept more then a few minutes at a time before this? YEAH. (though I had snuck in naps the previous night, even those were no longer then an hour or two)