Misdiagnosis

So it wasn't a tonsil stone. My self-diagnosing did not turn out to be correct. However, following the infallible online medical advice, I attempted to dislodge my "tonsil stone" on Thursday night. T held the flashlight while I jabbed at it with a thermometer. My tonsil started bleeding, and it was quite painful. Oops.

I had a fever that night and was very sore and uncomfortable. I ended up sleeping on the floor. The next day,I slept in a bit, and then went to one of those walk-in medical places. I had to wait for awhile with Q. Then T came to pick him up and take him to daycare.

It turns out I have tonsillitis. Unfortunately, it seems to be caused by a virus, so I can't take antibiotics or anything to knock it out. I just have to wait for my immune system to tackle it. It certainly seems to be taking its time. I am taking ibuprofen every three hours. She offered me some steroids, but said they could make me aggressive, depressed, or really mess with my sleep. I passed.

Both tonsils are now white-spotted, gross-looking, and extremely sore. It hurts to swallow anything. I have a wedding next weekend, so I am hoping my sickness is out of my body by them. It's no fun being sick.

--MM