Not My Finest Moments

If you weren't around me today, lucky you! If you were, I probably owe you an apology. I woke up in the middle of the night with the sorest sore throat that I've ever felt. It was like razors poking into my throat anytime I swallowed (which is more than you realize until it hurts to do so.) I went to the doctor who took a look at my throat and actually made a somewhat repulsed sound, did a rapid strep test, and told me what I suspected -- I have strep throat : ( 4 penicillin pills later, I'm feeling better but I feel awful about the way I went about my day. Extra hormones + overtiredness + strep throat = the irrational, emotional, and unpleasant me.