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Yesterday at work, I noticed I wasn't feeling well. As the day went on, the worse I felt until I finally gave up and went home early. I hit the sack at about 6 last night, then woke up this morrning at 7 feeling like I'd been hit by a truck. Naturally, I called off of work.
I went to the urgent care place and came out with a scrip for heavy-duty antibiotics and a handful of shiny new diagnoses: tonsillitis, otitis media (middle ear infection), oh, and my personal favorite, pneumonia. Which is pretty much what I had assumed I had -- the quantity of vile-smelling, chunky grossness that I've been coughing up today has been truly epic.
Typing this pretty much wiped me out for the next couple of hours, so I'm off to nap.
I went to the urgent care place and came out with a scrip for heavy-duty antibiotics and a handful of shiny new diagnoses: tonsillitis, otitis media (middle ear infection), oh, and my personal favorite, pneumonia. Which is pretty much what I had assumed I had -- the quantity of vile-smelling, chunky grossness that I've been coughing up today has been truly epic.
Typing this pretty much wiped me out for the next couple of hours, so I'm off to nap.
