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Antibiotics – good stuff

I’m still here. I’m feeling a bit better. Antibiotics are good stuff.
The only side effect?
I now have the sexy scratchy hoarse voice that will allow me to sing jazz in a nightclub. Yeah baby.
It’s amusing – everyone looks at me when I try to say something, then they start to laugh. Apparently, I just don’t fit that sexy sultry jessica rabbit profile anymore – or at least not while coughing and then blowing my nose.
Oh well, at least I’m feeling better and back at work.
On a side note – WOW!! THE PATRIOTS LOST!?!?! OMG!?! that must have been one heck of a game. Next year, Promoters, please put it on earlier so I can at least watch part of the game – no more kickoffs at midnight 30 – when Monday is a work day…..

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Feelin so Sexy

*sniffle* *snort* *cough* *hack* *shivver* *sweat* *groan*

Ugh. Yep, I’m sick. And after 3 days of being unable to kick the illness on my own, I went to the doctor. Yep, a doctor in berlin who speaks english. That involved me getting ready to go, travelling on a train (with sunglasses and no make-up – I must have looked like death warmed over – no one sat near me and gave me a nice big seat to myself – this NEVER happens), getting out in the cold, then sitting in a doctor’s office, wondering when someone was going to pull the nail being hammered into my eye out of my head.

The Verdict? Sinus infection. (No really?!?) Penecillin. Yep, I love the stuff. First two doses and some migraine meds and I’m feelin pretty fine. Went home, went to sleep.

Woke up this morning with the nasty flemmy stuff, not feeling good again, and rather amazed at how well the carpet bombing of meds are working. I go back to work on Monday – but I have to go today to give them my dr’s excuse. It’s raining/sleeting outside. I’m NOT looking forward to it as the cold only makes me feel worse.

Yep, I feel so sexy. It’s great. *sigh* It had to happen sometime. I guess now is as good as any.

*sniffle* *snort* *cough* *hack*

How about some chicken soup?

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I give up…

Ok I give up. I’ve been fighting it for a little over a month. I’ve had migraines, sniffles, and sore throats… and still plodded through. I’m a tough cookie.

Last night, I came home (after having had a sore throat all day b/c I had fallen asleep with the window in my living room open) and had the chills and shivvers. Within an hour, I had a fever and felt like the world had pooped on me.

Thusly… I took nyquil and went to bed. I slept, woke up with the fever still, and called in sick to work. Yep, it’s official, I’m sick. I give up, I surrender. Body, you win. You fight this nastyness off once and for all and make me feel better. Meanwhile, I’ll stay here, in bed, sleeping, drinking hot tea, and enjoying the nyquil knockouts.

Oh, and in the meantime, anyone know a good english speaking doctor in Berlin? Just in case I need to make a visit?

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