Since Thursday night, I have consumed:
1.) Three bites of leftover schezuan tofu
2.) One Jack & Coke, courtesy of merlin
3.) One grape
4.) One Wildberry muffin
5.) One half bowl of mac n’ cheese
Food is such an important part of my life. My routine and relationships are scheduled around it. It tastes good. But recently, the thought of it makes me ill. What’s the deal? Do I have another tapeworm?
In other news, Seth has not moved from the bed in several days. I keep checking his vitals, but he is mostly non-responsive. His throat hurts too much to talk, and I keep pumping him full of Generic Nyquil — at his request, of course. This mysterious illness hits him after The Week of Relentless Headaches. Hmm.
The good news in all this? (Besides the America’s Next Top Model marathons, of course)
We’re more than hydrated. Together, we’ve gone through two gallons of orange juice, one gallon of SimplyApple juice, on half gallon of grapefruit juice, and about 37 liters of SmartWater and Gatorade.
So … Thirsty …
Get on WebMD and tell us what we have!
Lyndsey: Headache, fever, nausea, unquenchable thirst, burning eyes and gums, mucus.
Seth: Worst soar throat ever, fever, headache, body ache, world moves in slow-motion, unquenchable thirst, rigor mortis, mucus
Other factors to consider:
Bat poo has recently fallen from the attic into the house.
LOTS of lead-based paint has been removed from the house as of late.
Co-workers have recently suffered strep throat (right?)
Here’s looking forward to Monday morning! Take your COLD-EZ, my friends. I’m not in a position to call off sick.
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