Sick Week

I haven't been to work all week!

It all started on Sunday. Actually, no, it started on Saturday night on my drive back from Niagara Falls with Jo. I must've strained my throat belting out tunes with her on the way back.

Sunday morning, I wake up with a throbbing sore throat. Ok, no big deal right? It's just a sore throat. I can get through the day.

So, I go to church as if nothing's wrong. I decide not to really sing any of the worship songs because I have a sore throat. Then go out for lunch after church at Pho.

After lunch, a bunch of us head to the subway to head downtown to go to the CNE. As soon as we step off the bus, we hear this loud boom overhead. I ducked because I swear I thought a bomb was being dropped on us. But it was only an F18 Fighter jet flying over our heads for the air show. It was freaking loud man. It even hurt MY ears. Usually loud noises don't hurt my ears.

We're on the grounds and we decide that we want to take some GM cars out for a test drive. That shouldn't take long! Boy, were we wrong! The wait took up to maybe an hour and a bit of our time because the traffic out on Lakeshore was brutal, so it took like double the time for cars to come back. What prolonged it even more was the fact that we were waiting for specific cars. I wanted to drive the Pontiac Solstice or the Cadillac CTS. The wait was too long for it. Vince and Phil wanted the Solstice and Jon T wanted the CTS, so I just decided to drive the G8 because I didn't want to wait anymore. I froze my feet off in that car because the A/C was blasting in there.

Anyway, as the day was going on, I started to feel more sick. Waiting in the line for the test drive didn't help because the sun was beating down on us, so that surely didn't help the sore throat.

By the time we got back to Mississauga for dinner, I was tired, and I was starting to feel real sick. I started to get chills inside Shoeless Joe's. I thought it was just because everyone else was cold and the A/C was pretty powerful in there too.

When dinner was finished, I was done. Literally. Jo had to drive my car back to her place. I took a short nap, and I was shivering, but my body was hot. I was getting a headache, and my sore throat was burning. Jo and her mom made me some honey lemon tea. I wasn't in any condition to drive home, so Simon had to come along and drive their car, while Jo drove me and my car back home.

Went straight to bed that night and stayed in bed for most of Monday. It was brutal.

Tuesday was probably where it was the worst. I was starting to have trouble swallowing anything, even my own saliva. Our family physician was out of town on vacation, so I wasn't going to see a doctor that day. But as the day progressed, I got worse. So I finally caved in and went to see a walk-in clinic doctor.

He diagnosed me with Strep Throat, because he figured that's what I had since it's been going around lately. Who knows maybe he's right. He did check my throat, but all he did was look at it and said it was red. I thought he just wanted to go home. But he did prescribe me with some Amoxcillan.

After taking my first dosage of meds, and two advils, I thought I'd be good to go for the night. Turns out my body likes to play some more evil games with me. I was unable to sleep on Tuesday night because, for some freaking stupid reason, I couldn't stop salivating. And it's not even a little saliva, but it's like..stuff worthy of drenching a towel type of volume. It's disgusting.

Wednesday was more of the same. Although the painfulness of my throat was kinda gone, I could still feel it. The Advil was working the best it could. I could still feel discomfort when swallowing, I can still barely talk and my coughs are still as dry and violent as they can be. I think I sat up in bed for most of the night.

Did I mention that my mattress sucks too? Oh, yeah, my mattress sucks too, so that adds to my misery. So tonight, I'm sleeping downstairs on a couch.

Today, I went to see our family physician. I got a special appointment! I got to cut his lunch hour short! Go me! So I went to see him, and he takes a throat test and almost makes me gag. He did make me make a weird noise though. I can't describe it. Then he asks me a few questions and when it started and I gave him all the information that I could, including the medication the walk-in doc prescribed me.

He tells me that the dosage that I'm taking right now is too low, so he tells me to double it. Instead of taking one pill 3 times a day, I should be taking two pills 3 times a day. Then he'll reassess me on Saturday morning.

Right now, I'm not feeling any different. I still have a slight headache. My nose is stuffed up. My throat is throbbing. And I'm hot.

I don't even know if I have a sexy voice. I don't want to talk!