One Week

There is one week left until I leave for Rome next Monday. I am not ready! I have done so much during this past week, and I still have so much left to do.

I spent the beginning of last week visiting my doctors. Who knew you could have so many doctors? I did not even see all of mine, either! (That is probably really sad. I am like an 80-year-old woman.) By the time I returned from Philadelphia on Tuesday, I was exhausted, my hands hurt from driving and my arms were sore from the three shots and two times blood was taken in two days. I am not done, though. After coming to Philadelphia for the majority of this week, I have to return home for another appointment to get the seasonal flu shot. H1N1, Hepatitis A, Tetanus: done. Flu shot: not done. I better be healthy while I am in Roma!

I am officially not fond of insurance companies. Having to get all of my prescriptions for four or five months up front is nearly impossible. I am not selling drugs in Europe, now can I have my medications? Nope. I have to submit proof of that I will be studying abroad to insurance companies before I can get any medications in advance.

Being sickly is complicated.