[man, are you late!...read part one, part two, part three & part four]
Ever since Dr. Im-in-a-Hurry came down from Mount Olympus with a bounce in his step & proclaimed I had a virus there’s been a lot of names for it being thrown around.
Maybe it’s Scarlet Fever, maybe it’s Meningitis, maybe it’s the SouthEast Asian Polka-Dotted American Go Home Flu…Eric thinks it Korean Kimchi Fever.
But I think it’s Harvey…at least that’s what I’m going to call it from here on out.
Apologies if your husband, brother, father, uncle or grandfather’s name is Harvey, it’s nothing personal. Harvey is a lovely name & I’m sure there are perfectly sweet & non-infectious men named Harvey out there in the world. But I like Harvey – it seems to fit. I imagine him wearing polka-dotted ties.
It’s day whatever of this silly saga and I’m actually starting to feel better now. Stir crazy & wanting out of this house, but better. Still dotted, still taking things slow but surprisingly more alert.
Why?…Well, it’s a crap shoot.
Could it be that I finally ate something yesterday? Could it be that the bug is just wearing off on it’s own? Or could it be the two azithromycin pills I found shoved in a bottom drawer & have since taken out of polka-dotted desperation?
High fever?…pfffttt! Shakes, aches & chills?….pffftt! Polka-dots?…well, ok…I’ll take medicine to get rid of polka dots. It’s a vanity thing.
The truth is if you ever see me take medicine – even just a single Advil – I’m really not feeling good. I’m a tough as nails Texan who somehow twistedly believes if I can tough out the pain that I’ll be stronger for it and the next time around I either A) won’t get sick again or B) it won’t last long or hurt that much.
Where does this highly educated & ingenious theory come from?…No clue. I’m stupid that way.
But I’m turning 39 this month & the idea of being polka-dotted on my 39th birthday is just too much for me to bear…and too much ammunition for Eric.Â
So yeah…like a drug addict I sniffed around the house, tossing cabinets & closets until I found some kind of left-over antibiotic to swallow because I’d actually like to go out somewhere for my birthday. Where?…again, no clue.
Somewhere. Anywhere. For the love of God, just don’t make me have to cook my own birthday dinner. I’ve had enough Disasterpiece Theater for now.
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Girl, I know you’ve been sick because we are nearly a full week into November and your blog still says October!!! That would NEVER happen if you were well. I’m glad you are feeling better. Benadryl will work wonders on the spots!!! You should be good as new by birthday time. Hang in there!!! Love you.
Hmmm, antibiotics are working……. ABOUT TIME! You are stubborn, and I hope someone kicks your fanny for this. I’m glad you are feeling better. If you dont have 10 days worth of the meds, go and beg for more.
Yeah, Cynthia is right. Azithromycin will cure scarlet fever which comes as a result of not tending to strep throat. However, you have to have 4 more days of azithromycin to be able to cure it. Go for it Jenn. There are also a number of other antibiotics that will work. However, if you only go for two pills at this point you will build a resistant infection that is much harder to combat. The thing with strep/scarlet fever is that it damages your heart valves. That is why it is so important to take a complete course of antibiotics.
Cindy and the boys leave from Colorado at 4 a.m. 11/9 (Monday) to fly in to San Francisco to join John and then they leave sometime Monday morning to fly your way.