Well, I guess I did the right thing.  Although my lungs sounded fine, my PCP felt that a secondary infection is what’s causing my prolonged symptoms.  She’s usually extremely stingy on prescribing antibiotics (which I totally agree with), but she was adamant that I begin taking some immediately.

So, I’m back home, armed with a Z-Pak, and not feeling as silly for being so concerned.  I guess it really is better to be safe than sorry.

I’m off to bed now.