
January 26, 2008~~8:30 p.m. Well, I got about 24 hours of "healthy" after I finished my antibiotics. Now I've got a sore throat. I thought I'd totally beaten the system, too. Elle had a HORRENDOUS sore throat that lasted a full seven days. We even went to the doctor to have it cultured. It wasn't strep, so she got no antibiotics. I'd had the same, based on her description, sore throat for about a day before the UTI cropped up. Within a day of starting the antibiotics, my throat was fine. They only gave me a three-day course, which was perfect for my primary issue, but now, about 36 hours after the last dose, the sore throat has returned with a vengeance. I highly doubt they're going to pony up any more antibiotics for me. Remember the good ol' days before we created all these antibiotic resistant bacteria when the doctors were loose and free with the prescriptions? Ugh. Now I have to suffer through the sore throat... which will probably be even worse because it got knocked down and had to fight back, so it's probably even stronger than it was before. Oh, there is going to be some whining about this; I can guarantee it. Unfortunately, the husband is already sick, making it a little unfair for me to require him to take care of me. And the teenagers? Uh, yea... I doubt they'll be much help. Elle has started this new thing where she looks around for things of ours that she can sell after we die. It's a little creepy. Good thing she's not a scary, dress-in-black, care-about-nothing, sullen kids or I'd be sleeping with the door locked. If I wrote more often, I could at least whine to the three or four of you who still read my thoughts... but I'm too lazy for that. Poor me. And if all that wasn't bad enough... could it just stop raining already?! I hate the rain. Hate it. Hawaii rain, totally okay. Warm. Fleeting. Yea, sign me up. Northern California rain, nothankyouveryflippinmuch. It's freezing ass cold (okay, I don't even want to hear from you crazy people who live in places that *actually* freeze; obviously you're insane) and it just.doesn't.stop. I am sicksicksick of cloudy days, frigid temperatures, wind, and wet stuff falling from the sky. I do not like to be cold and wet. Period. And if one more person says, "Oh.. well... we needed it," I might have to punch him or her in the face. And I've been working out, so it'll probably hurt a lot. We needed it. Great. Sign us up for some while I'm on vacation. I don't need rain; I've got sprinklers. Besides, as I understand it, what we need is snow pack in the Sierras, not rain in Aliceland. Hmm.. snarky much? |

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