A Rant in D Minor

So, my mum decided I should go to the doctor's today, after her characteristic swap from the 'you're fine' nurse, to the 'maybe you're not fine' mother. It's an inner struggle she has, I get it. We've recently had to switch doctors and our new one leaves appointments blank for emergency, same day people. I rang and had an appointment within half an hour. To give perspective, once at my old doctor, I rang a month in advance for prescription renewal and the first appointment they could give me was for three months later. To get to not only have an appointment while I'm still feeling the same symptoms, but within the hour of my phone call is a miracle. Is this how Americans feel?

Good news: I did not rupture my eardrum.
Bad news: I have an ear infection and probable strep throat.
Worse news: there is not a single fuckin' antibiotic available without food dye in it.

I am not allergic to food dye. I had that tested earlier in the year. I am, however, sensitive to food dye and have completely cut it from my diet and felt much better for it. When I eat food dye, particularly one derived from the cochineal bug, I get a pounding heart, a flushed face, and a tendency to have panic attacks or feel paranoid. It is not a pleasant experience. I have had amoxicillin before (as the very Russian pharamcist told me) and I don't remember being very strange on it, so I hope it will work out.

At the very least, the next seven days should be fun! I apologize for any weird posts I might make.