Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today.

~James Dean

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Thank God for Antibiotics.

Ok, so I know I promised a post about the obsession with perfection, but that will have to wait. I have so much more to fill you in on.

First, this weekend was a mess. Friday night I decided to go out for the first time in over a month. I did, and it began as a very enjoyable evening. It was great having people at my favorite hang out tell me that they missed seeing me during the past month. However, I probably had too much fun!

I ended up meeting tons of new people and giving my number to everyone. (Mistake #1). And then ended up going to some random guys house with Meredith and another boy. We danced and played guitar hero (except I think someone - not me - might have broken it). I ended up not going to bed until 5:45 AM! (Mistake #2).

Why would not going to bed until 5:45 AM be a mistake? you might ask. Well, I had to be at the YMCA to leave for a swim meet at 6:45 AM. One hour of sleep after a wild night out is not enough. Especially to be around kids all day!! I felt terribly guilty and like an awful person.

Now, let's move on to Sunday. Sunday I had to spend all day with my boss and another co-worker at Veteran's events. The day was rainy and cold; miserable to be outside. My boss let my co-worker and I leave a bit early, at 4:00. So, since she was crashing for the night at my house, we couldn't just go back to my house. What would we do from 4 until we went to bed? So, we wasted some time perusing around Wal-Mart and then went to dinner at Max & Erma's. Exciting, I know. When we were eating dinner, I noticed that my throat was sore and that I was having a hard time warming up. Needless to say, we were on the couch in our pj's watching t.v. by 6:30. (Again, way too early). I ended up falling asleep at 8:15 (I know, I am an amazing hostess). I didn't wake up until 8:15 in the morning. I never sleep for that long. I knew something was wrong just by examining my sleep pattern.

It was also hard not to notice the fact that my throat was so sore and swollen that I couldn't swallow anything! So, I spent yet another day with my two bosses and a co-worker celebrating Veterans' Day. However, this time I could not talk nor could I turn my head because my glands were so swollen. Unfortunately, I could not get into the doctor's until the following morning.

That night I ended up sleeping for 15 hours without even trying. I actually tried to stay awake for my favorite t.v. show, How I Met Your Mother, but couldn't. Fifteen hours compared to my usual five was a red flag that I was really sick.

So, I went to the doctor. The first thing he said to me upon observing my symptoms was: "Oh my, I feel so bad for you. I haven't seen glands this swollen in over a year. I will definitely make sure I treat you well." That made me feel good...not.

Strep Throat. Just what someone in my job needs.

However, after the antibiotics, I was finally able to eat last night and didn't sleep very well. I felt so much better.

Today I worked all day, coached swim practice, ran, and swam the most yardage that I have in years.

So, I urge you all to praise antibiotics. Without them, I would probably never be allowed to leave my house.


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