Good Monday Morning and yes it is a GOOD Monday morning!
After a week of isolation and battling the "VID" I have won and am testing negative and so is The Hubby. It has not been all pleasant for me I can assure you. The Hubby had just a little sniffle and that was about it, oh and he threw his back out leaning over in his chair one evening at dinner. Me, well, my covid took a dark turn, I got strep throat, at least that is MY diagnosis. My throat was so sore, so very sore I could not swallow without crying out in pain. For nearly 3 solid days of this I contacted the doctor again and said I needed something to help, thinking it was just the virus. They sent a prescription of liquid lidocaine, a viscous concoction that did not help at all and only made me want to throw up, which was not appealing with the throat I had!!!! I tried, man I tried but it was not working and the throat just got worse and worse. I slept Wednesday night with a hand towel stuffed in my mouth to catch the saliva so I didn't have to swallow, now that is pain! The PA said wait to Friday morning and then they would call in an antibiotic if nothing had changed. By Thursday evening I was a basket case. I sent three messages PLEADING for help and she sent in a prescription for the antibiotic. Today, Monday morning, there is still a tinge of sore but I can sleep, I can swallow, and I can talk without screaming and I tested NEGATIVE! I can tell you I've had strep many times and this is the worst, absolute worst I have ever had in my life. And honestly if I had not been vaccinated and boosted I probably would have been in the hospital because it wanted to go to my chest really bad. I don't care what anti-vaxxer's say being vaccinated may have saved my life or at least a stay in the hospital. On the plus side, we can get it again...ARGHHHHH! WTF. One of the tech's who had to come and fix our A/C that went out during this crap said he's had it three times! WHAT! Well, CRAP.
It's also been kind of crappy month family wise because I've lost a cousin and Saturday morning my Aunt Jane, one of my Daddy's sister's had a heart attack. There are now only two precious aunts left. Jerry, my cousin I used to babysit him and his little brother. He had a heart attack too, but he had heart issues.
Aunt Jane
Cousin Jerry in the front in the little red suit!
