He said I had a bronchial infection.
Fine. I get that I need the amoxicilline and have to take it for a week.
I do hate, though, that in France they also always prescribe you a bunch of shit you don't need. It's impossible to get out without a fucking shopping cart of supplemental stuff.
In addition to the amoxicilline he gave me:
1. One thing to take on the off chance the antibiotic bothers my stomach.
2. One thing to take on the off chance the antibiotic gives me diarrhea.
3. An expectorant.
4. Nasal spray.
5. Some variation of aspirin/tylenol/whatever.
6. Something that is clearly some variety of cough syrup.
To his credit he admitted that the antibiotics are the only thing I actually need and said the rest of the shit is just to mask symptoms and "So your coughing and sneezing doesn't bother Rome Girl."
Still, I wish I could have gotten out of there with just the antibiotics and Xanax, because now that I've spent the money on all the other crap I'll take it, even though I fucking hate taking chemicals just to mask symptoms.
I just want the stuff that genocides the fucking germs.