Monthly Archives: April 2007

Not Your Mother’s Underwear.

I’m telling you, this is like the neverending cold/virus/whatever it is. Towards evening time and in the morning, until I take my Advil and antihistimine, my throat is sore. And why doesn’t Advil make their “multi symptom cold” pill anymore? Or maybe I should ask why doesn’t WALMART carry Advil’s multi-symptom cold pill anymore?

Among other things we did this weekend, like moving a friend’s stuff from one storage unit to another, going to a post-St. Patrick’s Day party (with corned beef, cabbage, carrots, potatoes and CAKE!!) and spending Sunday afternoon at the park, one of the things we somehow managed to fit into this weekend was washing our laundry. For about an hour, we both had empty laundry bags hanging on the back of our bedroom door. I was never so proud! Empty laundry bags! Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful as that??

Tonight I looked over and Tony’s laundry bag was nearly full again and he was just putting his clean laundry away tonight.

“Hey! Your laundry bag is full again…”

“I know, I wear big clothes. It’s just underwear and t-shirts in there.”

“You should wear smaller underwear.”

“Nooooo, my underwear’s fine.”

“Uh huh.” A couple seconds passed in silence. “I’m gonna buy you some thongs to wear.”

The look on his face of sheer horror was absolutely worth having that visual for a couple of seconds. I mean, let’s face it, there are some things that shouldn’t have been invented and thongs for men are one of them.

Thank goodness Monday’s over.

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Sicky Mending!

I promised them I’d pick up side dishes for a meeting they had today, that was the only reason I went into work this morning.

Then I had the pleasure of waiting at my doctor’s office for an hour (I didn’t have an appointment). With all those other sick people and a guy talking about his stye. *shudder*

For me, the doctor said it was probably strep throat and he was prescribing antibiotics since I had a fever. I asked if he could swab and test for strep throat. He asked why I wanted him to test for strep throat if the treatment (antibiotics) would be the same? I asked him to just pacify me, please? The test was negative, not strep throat. I picked up the antibiotics and thought about all the times I’ve taken them in the past and had to deal with side effects of severe anxiety attacks, diarrhea and yeast infections. My memory of antibiotic side effects are not fond ones. With that in mind, I decided to wait a day before taking them.

I put an Orajel sore throat relief strip in my mouth (which gave immediate relief for about 10 minutes) that I’d picked up while waiting 20 minutes for my prescription and took an Advil/Sinus/Cold pill (seriously, Tylenol has got to be the biggest joke for a pain killer in the world). With Advil in my bloodstream, within an hour, my sore throat was no longer sore. After a 4 hour nap, I started coughing out (what looked like) brain matter. And my fever broke.

Go Scooby!

I don’t think I’ll be taking antibiotics.

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