Ib sig (translation= I'm sick)

I have strep.  Sort of.  I think so.  It sure feels like it, but I'm still waiting to find out for sure.  I'm taking penicillin anyway.  The Target Minute Clinic doctor looked at my rapid-result throat swab test ...those are horrific, by the way!  Have they stopped using tongue depressors?  That would have helped me.  And the nurse who administered the swab.  I grabbed her hand to remove the swab from my throat.  Twice.  It was a completely knee-jerk reaction.  I apologized.  Twice.  But I couldn't not do it....anyway...the doctor looked at my result and said there was a very faint line, so I might have strep and I might not.  Is that like being a little bit pregnant??  In fact, I asked her if that meant that I was pregnant.  I laughed really hard.  She did not.  She said I could wait for the long-term results and then get a prescription if it came back positive, or I could get on antibiotics now and if the results came back negative then I could stop the meds.  I opted for meds now.  As quickly as possible.  Please and thank you.

So, today I don't feel like doing much at all.  Except for drinking tea with honey in it, which has suddenly become my favorite (4 cups a day!) beverage of choice.  It makes me glad that Thursdays are my cleaning day and that I've stuck to that regimen for several weeks now.  Every piece of clothing in my house is clean, my floors are vacuumed and swiffered, my bathroom is sanitized, and my kitchen is orderly.  That makes it so much easier for me to go and lay under the covers and watch a movie in the middle of day...right now.  But first I have to brew another cup of tea.  And take 3 ibuprofen.