At some point, my girlfriend (Anne) was exposed to Streptococcus pyogenes. Of course, that means I was exposed through her.
On Wednesday morning, we both woke up with extremely sore throats. She immediately called her Doctor's office and got an appointment that day. I took her there. She was given a prescription for Amoxicillin. They swabbed her throat and sent it out for the strep test.
I decided to be stoic and just see how things went.
We both slept for most of Wednesday.
On Thursday, she went to work, and I attempted to work also. After she got done with work, she was feeling much better (although still sick), while I felt like crap.
She convinced me to contact the Sparrow After Hours Center. She drove me there, where the doctor swabbed my throat, and wrote down my symptoms (sore throat had subsided, I didn't have a fever, my sinuses were very full - pressure and pain, my throat and glands are swollen, I'm very tired). The 'fast' strep. test (with a 10% false-negative rate according to the doctor) said that I did not have strep. The doctor did not prescribe antibiotics for me (even though I explained that Anne had the same problem, was on antibiotics, and was feeling much better). Instead, I was told that I could take decongestants (which I had already taken and they did not help) and ibuprofen.
We then drove to Anne's apartment. There was a message on her answering machine from her doctor's office. They had the results back from the lab, and she did indeed have strep.
So, today I called my Dr's office. Unfortunately, my Dr. is out until Monday. I have an appointment for then (which I'll cancel if I can find another way to get treatment). I suppose I can attempt to call the Sparrow After Hours center at 5PM when they open.
I feel worse this morning than I did yesterday. I'm very irritated that the doctor didn't write me a prescription. I understand that it's important to not over-prescribe antibiotics (so that we preserve their effectiveness), but in this case, I believe that the doctor had enough evidence to go ahead and write the prescription.
So, now instead of being on antibiotics and starting to feel better, I get to be sick for the weekend.
Yay.