I hate Strep. It kicks my butt everytime. This one was the worst. Wednesday morning I was sitting at work and my throat started hurting. By 2:00 my body was cold and I was uncontrollably shivering. . . that doesn't happen to me, I'm an extremely hot person. By 3:00 I was at home in bed sick as a dog. By 8pm I had called my mom over to get the "littles" so they could spend the night because by then Robert was sick as well. I ran a high 103 fever all through the night, praying for morning when I could call the doctor. You see, my doctor is fabulous. She always gives shots so that the medication is pretty fast acting. I was waiting for that shot! So I wait and wait and wait through what seemed like an eternity that early morning and called at 9am. Well, what do you know, it's Thursday and her office is closed! ACK!By Thursday night I actually felt a little better, that is until about 3am. I was absolutely miserable telling Robert that I wanted to die. I did finally get into the doctor on Friday afternoon to get one of her FABULOUS shots and lo and behold. . . it made me sicker. By the time I got home I was projectile vomiting and has a vicious migraine. She sent me to the hospital. After several hours of IV fluids, Xrays, nausea medication and a couple shots of morphine they had ruled out meningitis and found out my old friend strep is back. I have a horrible relationship with this friend named strep, you can read about our escapades here.
Today I am a little better. I haven't been this upright in days. I can't close my mouth because my throat is so swollen and I still haven't eaten anything. But I am no longer wishing for death. That has to count for something doesn't it . . .
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I hope all of you are feeling much better! I wondered if Robert had attended Harlan Days Saturday. Roger and my family helped Tina out in Huntertown; the kids had a GREAT time passing out stickers. We were concerned that they would turn surly, but our worries were unfounded.
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