Rx Me, Please

Ugh, got attacked by a sore throat. I felt it a bit yesterday, but when I woke up this morning I felt terrible. My jaw hurt, there was pressure in my ear, and my throat felt like I had swallowed glass shards. I stopped by the office because one of my coworkers wanted to check it out with his iPhone camera. He's not even a doctor or experienced in any medical field. Another one of my coworkers, once she figured out what was going on and why I was wearing a t-shirt, sleep shorts, and flip flops to work, yelled at me to get away from her. She's taking a vacation next week and threatened me to hell and back that if I got her sick she would hunt me down and end me.

I went to a walk-in clinic just down the street, and, sure enough, they said I had some type of pharyngitis. They prescribed me a z-pak and suggested some chloraseptic (throat analgesic + anesthetic). I felt much better by then (11 am); the more I swallowed and talked, the less my throat felt like it wanted to not be in me. But my boss refused to let me return. We have a really small staff, and if I get even one other person sick the whole business would suffer big time. So I have the Friday off!

I'm supposed to go hang out with a friend tonight, and then visit my summer boyfriend over the weekend. I warned him that I'm slightly contagious (I mean, the doctor said I was contagious, but then said that I could go back to work as soon as I felt better, which he said could be as early as tomorrow -- I doubt I'm really that contagious at all), but he works in a fast-paced medical field and encounters all types of illnesses and rarely gets sick. I'm still against the visit, solely because I will feel terrible if he comes down with anything, but he's pretty adamant that his immune system took a level in badass once he started working where he works.

So hopefully I don't start spreading some plague across the state.

The funniest thing that's happened so far is that once my boss found out I was feeling a bit under the weather (at that boring-for-me party), she gave me a full bottle of Bactrim substitute pills -- she's allergic to the real Bactrim compound. Yeah, lemme take some shady-ass pills you pulled from your purse. That can't possibly go wrong.

Note: Don't take shady-ass pills given to you from anyone. You have only yourself to blame for how much your body is going to hate you later.

Double note: We had a power outage here at the apartment, and when everything came back on the internet started working. Convenient, but weird.

Follow the winds
=Sab