Well Gentle Reader. I have strep throat. Yuck. Posting will be light until I am restored to my normal self. I hate going to the doctor. HATE IT.
I am going to tell on myself. When I was around five. I got strep throat. The doctor wanted to do a swab test on the back of my throat to test for strep. The doctor attempted to stick the nasty stick down my throat and I gaged. He still insisted that the test be done. (I have never really been a big person but I am a heck of a lot stronger than I look.) It took my mother, two nurses and the doctor to hold me down to stick that swab down my throat. After that day the doctor never tried again. It makes me laugh to think about it. Today I thought the doctor was going to stick that nasty swab down my throat. But luckily he did not. He knew it was strep without the test. I kept saying to myself. You are too old to be held down to do a strep test. Just let him do it and get it over with. You are a big girl now. I refrained from doing a victory dance when he said no test was required. I have to take antibiotics for ten days. I was also prescribed Tylenol with codeine. Why TC you may ask. Well, I can barely swallow. The lymph nodes are so swollen that swallowing is very painful and difficult. Hopefully I will be better within a week and you can put up with some mediocre posts.