What a week. I am planning to go back to work tomorrow, for the first time in over a week. After missing two days of work the previous week, I went to the doctor on Monday (Dr. Dick was out so I saw Dr. Remington). I told him about Alex having the horrible cough and getting a Z-pack which cleared it right up and then got a lecture about 1) doctors now consider upper respiratory infections to be self-limiting, 2) antibiotics are over-prescribed, 3) it was irresponsible for Alex to have gotten antibiotics, 4) he does not do that. But he did check me out and send me across the street to the radiology clinic for a chest x-ray. Then he sent me home, saying they'd call me back by that afternoon with the results. Well, they called back about 90 minutes later asking me to come back in right away. Yep, it's pneumonia all right, and here is a particularly strong prescription of antibiotics, and I don't see you going back to work at all this week, come back Friday for a follow-up. So I spent most of the past week in bed or coughing my lungs out (I felt like Doc Holliday). The softball season also ended this past week, without me. I was unable to play due to the pneumonia, so I dropped off the bag at the park and went home. I wanted to stay to watch but Beth didn't think I should. The team won a game without me, but lost the next, so the season is over. Not sure why it's single elimination. Friday I came back and the infection still wasn't clear, so then I got three *more* days of antibiotics. And now I've spent the whole weekend doing not much more than coughing.