The only thing worse than spending the weekend studying is spending the weekend sick in bed.

Friday night I yacked my guts out in ED’s toilet and shivering in bed next to him. I even got a little throw up on his t-shirt.

Yeah, I’m such a sexy girlfriend.

Saturday ED took care of me in between my naps and complaints about how freezing cold it was and how my throat was swelling at a rapid rate.

By the time I woke up on Sunday my throat was swollen to double the size and I could no longer swallow my own spit, yet alone any other fluids,  so I decided it was time to get some medical help.

I knew I had Strep throat before I walked through the Instacare doors. I’ve had it every year since I was a little girl so I recognize it instantly. Unfortunately knowing I have it will not get me the antibiotics needed to take it away and since I bought jewelery in Mexico instead of  antibiotics, I had to suffer a 45 minute wait to get them.

So here I sit, miserable and achy. One day in to my 4 pills a day for 10 days regime. ED is home studying and my parents have left for Lake Powell (I will be joining them at the end of the week – more on that soon) so I have no one to bitch to except my cat and she sympathy is not exactly her strong point.

Ahh well. On the bright side I have a free pass to eat lots of ice cream and watch bad TV.

Blogfully yours,

Summer

Summer Bag full of complaints