I made it to the doctor this morning and my self-diagnosis sinus infection was confirmed. I have a nice little prescription and will be feeling more like myself soon. While I am happy about being on my way to feeling better I was even happier about my conversation with the nurse.
If you have been to a doctor you know the drill: wait...wait....wait, talk to the nurse, get vitals taken, wait some more, finally see someone who can diagnosis and prescribe meds (if needed).
There was plenty of waiting today because the office was closed yesterday. Thankfully, I beat the rush and only had to wait a short while as compared to many others who came in after me. Once in the exam room I was filling the nurse in on my medical woes. Then she put a pulse-ox reader on my finger while taking my temp. I have no idea what my temp was (probably normal). I didn't think to ask because I was watching my pulse. Then the nurse looked at it, looked at me and asked that beautiful question, "Are you a runner?" "Yes. Did my pulse give it away?" She smiled and wrote down 52 BPM.
I really love that question!