Day Two Hundred & Sixty-One. - Examination Room. - After spending all afternoon finding a doctor that would see me the same day I booked an appointment just up the road. What seemed like forever, at least an hour and a half, sitting in the waiting room my name was finally called to be seen. I explained to the nurse what had happened and told her that my neck and back were pretty sore from the accident. She, I never actually saw the "real doctor", then prescribed me a pain killer and a muscle relaxer. I'm not a huge fan of taking medications in the first place and knowing that I'd have to take a pain killer made me a little uneasy. But I knew that it would help me feel better and my muscles be less tense. I am unsure, though, it I will ever use that clinic again since it didn't seem very professional. I am sure that is just my dislike of hospitals talking, though.
