So for most of the month of July I was dealing with some random infection on the first knuckle of my big toe on my left foot. It would begin to swell a couple of times and then it would recess until one day it decided to completely render me helpless.
I am one of the millions of Americans without health insurance so I was hoping it would just magically go away. Oh, but noooo. At one point it swelled and throbbed to the point of me not being able to walk. At all.
I sent out a few distress emails to see if anyone was available to cart me to the emergency room. I got a kind response from my dear friend Karan. She called quite concerned and we talked.
She said, "Last week I got a precription for an antibiotic that I never filled. Maybe I could get it to you and see if it works."
I responded, "Well, let me go to WebMD and see what it's for."
I pulled up the website and she gave me the name of the drug and I typed it in and got the result.
She asked, "So what does it say?"
Karan is someone who is easily embarrassed and at every opportunity I go for it, "Hmm, the first thing it says is that it cures gonorrhea. Uh, something you wanna tell me?"
It worked as she quickly replied, "Moving on. What's next?"
We shared a laugh and decided to give it a try. She brought it to me a few hours later and it helped a little. But in the end it didn't work and I ended up seeing a doctor - but in it was worth a try.
A couple of weeks later I was at a bar with a few friends and told them the story about trying Karan's prescription. I had to speak loudly as to be heard over the music.
I got to the end of the story and just as I added a little punchline the music stopped and the entire end of the bar heard me say, "So, you'll be happy to know that I don't have the gonorrhea anymore."
As everyone turned to look at me the bartender broke the silence with a sweeping arm gesture of his patrons and joked, "And still, don't nobody want you!"