After somewhat medicating but largely ignoring Max's sore throat pleas for a few days, the game changed when my throat started hurting on Monday. I finally went to the doctor yesterday, and he diagnosed me with a bacterial infection. So, for the first time in two years, I'm at home sick.
Yuck.
Even though I had a doctor's note to stay home from school, I returned yesterday after my office visit to finish out the day. I tried to find someone to sub my last class, but it didn't exactly happen... I so persevered until the last bell. I took a 2 1/2 hour nap after getting home, and just a few minutes after waking up I was greeted by tornado sirens in our neighborhood.
Great.
As soon as we heard the sirens and saw the radar maps on TV, John and I both immediately reached for our socks - without even talking to each other. Great minds think alike! Both of us knew that if anything happened, we didn't want to be caught without shoes. So we laced up, gathered Max and the dogs in the hallway, and hunkered down for a bit. Poor Max was really scared, so I had to constantly reassure him that things would be fine. The weather passed and nothing terrible happened, so my promise worked out all right.
Thankfully.
This morning, I dropped Max off at school and picked up my horse pills and cough syrup. Now I'm on the couch, wrapped up in my hoodie and a blanket. Time to do some planning for our 2nd Annual Spring Has Sprung Deck Party, brainstorming for my Summer at the Academy classes, and packing for our trip to Greenville this weekend. Funny that being at home sick doesn't necessarily mean that the work stops!
Reality.
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