Not sure if you remember reading here a couple of years ago about my giant swollen tongue. I thought I was just sick, but it turned out to be a throat infection. Three years later, and the dang thing returned.
I had gone out on Friday night and had a blast. Saturday morning, I woke up with the worst sore throat ever. I figured it had something to do with the fact I've been sleeping between 3 - 5 hours a night for 2 weeks. I lazed around the house for a few days and then I started to hack. Monday morning I woke up with the dreaded swollen tongue, but couldn't get in to see my doctor. She now only works from 10am - 3pm, so if you're actually sick, she can't fit you in. Sigh.
I wandered to a walk-in clinic, was seen for a few seconds by a lovely doctor who assured me it was likely just a cold. I assured her I've had this before and when the tongue swells, it's beyond cold time. Armed with a prescription and a throat on fire, I went to pick up meds and enough cough suppressants to kill a small elephant. Cherry is deadly to those things, you know.
Now I'm here, still hacking but mildly less disgustingly so. I'm hoping tomorrow is the last day I need to really recuperate because I have things to do! I'm leaving for Ukraine in a week and I'm not prepared in the slightest. Awesome.