Sick...

What a whiner I am.

I went to the doctor today because my sore throat wasn't getting better. In fact, there were times last night when I seriously considered that dying was preferable to swallowing. It didn't help that was was running a rather high fever and even when I was covered with many blankets my teeth still chattered. Then there was this problem I had that I couldn't breathe if I laid down and Wil got tied of me always sitting up and hacking... so I moved out to the recliner where I think I managed to fall asleep around 7 this morning.

So, when I woke up at 10, I headed to the docs. The first thing he said when he looked at my throat was "Ouch!". And he kept asking me if I wanted something more potent than Advil or Tylanol for the pain and was mildly surprised that I kept saying no.

I officially have strep. More importantly I have DRUGS for the strep. This is a good thing because I can now swallow without great amounts of pain and have managed to actually eat something. All good.

Sleeping is also good and I'm thinking I'll do some of that, too.