All We Wanted Was An Antibiotic Ointment

Steve had a coupon for a free breakfast for his birthday (which is coming up) that we needed to use. So, we decided to go to a breakfast place that is fairly new in the area. After eating breakfast (I had a bacon and cheese pancake topped with strawberry jam that was absolutely delicious), Steve and I walked over next door to the walk-in clinic.

A few weeks ago, Steve's lip had gotten sunburned really bad and it wasn't healing as fast as desired. Steve decided maybe a doctor could look at it and prescribe some kind of ointment so that it would get better. The clinic is fairly new, and nobody was waiting when we arrived, so Steve got in pretty quickly. Unfortunately, I went in with him. About an hour later, we finally escaped, AFTER the doctor took a picture of Steve's lip with his iPhone (the doctor's, not Steve's), AFTER the doctor brought in a dermatology encyclopedia so we all could look at gross lip pictures in hopes of finding one that looked like Steve's (although we found several that were so gross that the doctor said, "You don't want to get one of those"), and AFTER we heard all about the doctor's Crohn's disease treatment and his best friend Joe (along with lots of other family history - the doctor's, not ours or Joe's). I think he (the doctor, not Steve) wanted to trade facebook pages and emails, but once the door was opened, we ran like bats out of you-know-where and fled to the car.

But we did get prescriptions for ointment AND oral antibiotics. And a standing date to return, should the lip not improve. However, before that happens, I think Steve will be doing this:

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Today's blessings: Breakfast with Steve; clinic adventures; Women's Half-Marathon expo volunteering and shopping; fellow volunteers; seeing the Karens and Michelle at the expo; CPK via Steve for dinner; phone chat with Marilyn; brief visit at Molly's