Monday, April 5, 2010

Strep Throat: The Revenge

So, here I was, feeling almost normal on Easter Sunday morning and grateful I caught my strep throat so early. I'd heard the horror stories (much like all the childbirth horror stories that seem to come my way these days) and was happy to have escaped.

Then came Strep Throat: The Revenge.

I felt pretty good until late afternoon/early evening, when my throat, which had been barely tender up to that point, suddenly caught on fire. I spent most of the night waking up every time I had to swallow and then trying to go back to sleep. This morning I felt like I had that first-trimester fatigue all over again, on top of the sore throat and swollen lymph nodes, so I called the doctor and basically asked, "Aren't antibiotics supposed to make it better?" She assured me that strep often gets worse before it gets better (no one warned me!) and that I should give it one more full day, then call back in the morning if I didn't feel better.

Well, I do feel marginally better. Well enough to be online, which is saying something, since I barely felt like watching TV this morning, let alone reading or typing. I no longer whimper every time I swallow. And my appetite is coming back. (Yes, Laurie Suzanne actually had LOSS OF APPETITE, a very rare symptom in any of her illnesses in all her 33 years.) So I am hopeful. Penicillin, do your thing.

Thanks for reading! Hope to be posting some book reviews instead of complaints soon! And maybe another picture of my (ever-expanding) baby bump!

1 comment:

  1. You poor, poor thing! So sorry, Laurie dear. And yes, it does say something that you lost your appetite. :) Glad you're on the mend a little.

    Amy O.