Complete inactivity on the blog for about a week usually signifies laziness and indifference. Even though I'm nigh constantly guilty of these two things, for once I have an honest excuse. I was temporarily incapacitated by major illness, including fever, chills, exhaustion, aches, and a sore throat that felt like rusty nails were being shoved down it every time I swallowed. It was probably divine vengeance for something I've done, though I continue to blame the cafeteria food.
For once in my life I actually listened to common sense and decided to visit a doctor. This decision was spurred by the loss of my voice and the increase or pain level to rusty and searing hot nails being shoved down my throat. The doctor fit the mold of our little town's fanaticism perfectly. I was sick, I'm a college student, thus, I must have mono. I was even subjected to a blood test for mono, meaning needles, the bane of my existence. This all would have been unnecessary if he would have read the strep throat test closer, as the nurses eventually did.
Thus, I was finally diagnosed successfully with a particularly nasty case of strep throat. Seriously, the nurse who first checked my throat was doing that thing with other nurses where she tries to outdo them with the worst thing she's seen, and my throat was her latest example. Anyway, I received a prescription for penicillin and was sent home. That was it. Penicillin. No pain killers, no magic throat spray, nothing to help with the whole hot-knives-down-throat thing. The joys of modern medicine.
Anyway, its day five for the strep throat, and I'm finally feeling close to normal. Still exhausted, but that's nothing new anyway. And if I ever do get mono, I know I'll be well taken care of apparently.
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