Sick + Weekend = … well, this.
On Friday, I was complaining to Will that my throat was killing me, and that it was not only stopping me from eating anything hard/crunchy/etc, it was also causing my sleep to suffer. Will said, “Uhm … have you taken motrin to see if that helps?” <SMACK> No, I hadn’t. So, I’ve been popping motrin all weekend and I do have to say that I still feel like I have a scratchy throat, but scratchy is WAY better than searing pain. I head to the doctor’s office this afternoon to see if there’s anything else I should be doing, or if I’m in a wait-and-see sort of situation. Hopefully, I’ll be doing a lap or two around the neighborhood this weekend!!