20 January 2014
sick day diaries
well friends, i'm sorry for the crickets who've taken over this blog the last few days. they're really a boring crowd, i know.
in recent news, my tonsils have been seized by an unwelcome visitor called strep throat. mister strep, while not my favorite house guest, hasn't paid a visit in awhile, so i'm withholding complaints. and i may have prayed in the waiting room that it was strep, so i could at least go home with antibiotics. or…some antibiotics & painkillers & a truly mind-boggling concoction called "magic mouthwash" that really lives up to its name. i once had a horrific year-long, unrelenting battle with strep, and so i've gotten used to sensing its approach. like a well-trained hound, i can sniff it out. that is not a skill i'm proud of, but there it is.
and life isn't bad from bed. especially a brand new bed! (please read with the blazing, showboat tone of the price is right's bob barker -- come on dowwwn!) i've been catching up on emails, finally. finishing magazines and journal entries and diana film rolls like nobody's business. nobody's! i'm not going crazy yet.