Cara- Bronchitis

Hi ya'll! I know I haven't posted in two weeks and you guys are probably wondering if I've died, and the answer is I'm not dead but I'm almost there.
About two weeks ago I had a soar throat and a fever that I brushed off as a cold and continued living the erasmus life. Then on the day we left for San Sebastien in northern Spain, I woke up and felt like someone had punched me in the tonsils. I was also coughing so much I couldn't sleep, especially because my cough was about 10 times worse when I was lying down. This all sounds bad for me but was probably worse for my roommates who got to be woken up every 15 seconds by my tireless hacking. I also started having chills, night sweats, headaches, muscle pains, and a lot of pain in my back when I breathed deeply.
While I was in Toledo (there was a lot of traveling going on I have yet to write about!) I think I woke up pretty much all of Jano's family with my night coughing, so they took pity on me and took me to a pharmacy to get some more cough drops and codeine for sleep, and when I got back to Zaragoza I was so tired of all the coughing and no sleeping I resolved to find a clinic.
Going to the doctor here was something I expected to be quite difficult but was actually pretty easy. I emailed Karen that I was sick and went to the International Students office here where they gave me a list of private clinics. Most doctors, hospitals, and clinics here are public, which means anyone with nationalized european healthcare can go there for free. I could go there, but I would have to pay, and wait for a really long time because their public patients come first, and if they have any openings where they can't fit anyone else, they'll take a patient without public insurance.
I ended up going to Policlinica Zaragoza. It was the closest one to my flat that had general medicine, and not just specialists. All I had to do was give them my name, no ID number or address or general info, and they got me an appointment within the hour. And then they didn't weigh me or take my blood pressure or any of that vital statistics stuff. The doctor just asked me what was up and then listened to me breathe for a while. Then he wrote out a prescription and sent me on my way. Anyways, it turns out I have bronchitis (bron-key-tees, if you will) and need to rest for a while. However, I already have plans for Paris this weekend. So we'll see...