A Visit to the Doctor

For two weeks I had a cough that didn't go away. At first I thought it was nothing, but then I started to feel tired all the time. My mother told me to see a doctor, so on Thursday I went to the clinic near my office.

There were many people waiting, and I sat there for almost an hour. The doctor was a young woman. She listened to my chest, asked a lot of questions and looked at my throat. "It's not serious," she said, "but you need to rest."

She gave me medicine for five days and told me to drink more water and sleep more. I took two days off work. It was strange to stay at home, but the cough got better. My mother was right, as usual.