So, the nice doctor agreed that I had been sick for long enough, and that I probably didn't have strep throat. He gave me an antibiotic and Vicodin. Score! The nice man at the pharmacy said that I shouldn't use the Vicodin while driving or at work. Which limits its usefulness somewhat, but otherwise sounds promising. The problem with the antibiotic is that it can't be taken with dairy. Which sounded fine, until I remembered my daily cappuccino. Oh, noes. I must drink regular black coffee! How will I cope.
Meanwhile, I took my first Vicodin an hour ago, and my throat still hurts. Not a lot, but still. So, what gives? I was hoping to be cheerfully and comprehensively out of it by now. Oh, well.
Maybe I will have a popsicle. That's what the nurse suggested for sore throats as a way of pushing fluids. Which I need to do with the antibiotic, supposedly.
Drugs, good. Hope I start feeling better soon, as I am deeply, deeply bored with being sick.
Meanwhile, I took my first Vicodin an hour ago, and my throat still hurts. Not a lot, but still. So, what gives? I was hoping to be cheerfully and comprehensively out of it by now. Oh, well.
Maybe I will have a popsicle. That's what the nurse suggested for sore throats as a way of pushing fluids. Which I need to do with the antibiotic, supposedly.
Drugs, good. Hope I start feeling better soon, as I am deeply, deeply bored with being sick.