She's ordered a chest x-ray, and a blood test to rule out a pulmonary embolism.
Unfortunately, this means I have to go to the hospital. Which is a damn far walk. And I have too much schoolwork to go until the weekend.
Meh, I figure if a blood clot has stayed in place for near 3 months, what's another 2 days? Although, if I die - Will someone please inform my housemates that they made the last couple weeks of my life miserable?