it started last thursday and i was feeling spacey at work. so i called my doctor and spoke with her nurse about coming in to be seen. since my doctor wasn't available, she suggested i go to acute care, their walk-in clinic that closes at 8p. so i went, saw a doctor after an hour's wait, has chest x-rays done and left with an allergy diagnosis and prescriptions.
friday morning, i felt 10x worse. i couldn't even speak and my throat hurt like hell. well, i was able to speak albeit i sounded like a frog. ted had planned to drive up that weekend but since i wasn't feeling good, i told him he probably shouldn't come. so i called my doctor's nurse again and having recognized me but not really recognizing me due to the frog i turned into, she squeezed me in at 3p with my doctor. i got there at about 2:45p, got in and out before 3p! she prescribed an antibiotic for a bacterial infection and my cough. she also recommended that ted not come up. but he persisted and decided against my doctor's recommendation that he would come up as planned and take care of me. which was just so sweet of him so i did not dissuade him.
come sunday, i was feeling about 80% back to my normal self. he left sunday night to drive back to LA. i wanted him to stay so badly or go with him, well minus the drive, and it confirmed how much i want to move down to be with him. so i took an extra day off to rest up. since i was able to stay up through the day, i decided i was well enough to go back to work.
it is now friday and i'm about 95% recovered. i haven't gone to the gym in so long, i'm dying to go!! i have a feeling i will be
sore for days after my step class tomorrow morning...
