Thursday, January 27, 2005

It's not the flu ....

It's strep throat. And a sinus infection. And a fever of 101. I just came back from the most lackadaisical urgent care facility ever - it took them over an hour to see me - even though there were NO OTHER PATIENTS.

I'm on heavy-duty antibiotics. I asked the doc if I could still get on a plane early tomorrow morning for a 5 1/2 hour flight in a middle seat and run 13.1 miles on Sunday. She nodded her head doubtfully.

I feel like death warmed over.


  1. Ohhh Bex. What timing. So sorry...but it doesn't sound hopeful, does it? Rest, rest, need it.

  2. Oh Dear! I hope you can get better quickly! Tho I wouldn't want to be either of your airplane seatmates.

  3. Oh so very aweful. Sick is no good. And it never gets better fast enough for what you need to do. Craaaaaaaap!