so the shiny stuff you see from our flat? don’t get excited and talk about how prepared i am for Christmas because baby, that’s not tinsel.

it is strings of goo hanging from my tonsils.

a trip to the hospital confirmed it: tonsillitis, ear infections in both ears and a chest infection.

i was expecting to get a severe ticking off for "using the ER as a drs office" but instead when i explained my schedule and said i had been feeling like this on and off for three weeks, the dr got all severe and said, "you should have come in before"

i misunderstood and meekly said, "most doctors offices shut down at 5pm and these last few weeks have been quite busy for me during those hours."

the doctor said, "we are open 24 hours."

so i am feeling 50 per cent better than i did yesterday, but as my friend sheri puts it, i’m still 95 per cent away from being healthy.

last night was bad. there was a lineup of people waiting to get x-rays and all of them had more serious conditions than i did. i was so tired and sore that i counted the time i sat in my chair (furthest away from air conditioning) and counted the number of times i swallowed. (14 in 60 minutes). swallowing hurt like the dickens.

when i finally got my prescription, i took my first two drugs at the pharmacy. it was 6.20pm. i went home, and slept for one hour and then stayed up the rest of the night. i found myself wide awake and in pain at 3pm, counting down the hours until i could take my next dosage of antibiotics. to kill time i watched the nanny from 5-6pm and at 6:00:01 i swallowed the pills with 8oz of juice.

why didn’t i go to the dr earlier? i guess mainly because charles was sicker. how would it have looked if the less sick person went to the doctor (sensible & taking care of self are suddenly coming to mind but i will ignore them) but also, at times i seemed to be getting better.

but, the drugs in the system and soon very soon, the mucous vines will be off my tonsils. i swear tarzan could swing off these things.

time for bed.

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  1. oh, i’m like you. i won’t go to the doctor unless i’m practically unconscious. fortunately, i no longer have those pesky tonsils to infect me. much better without, i say.
    i hope you and m.c. are on the mend and feeling better quickly. and i hope the smalls don’t catch it. it’s always better for us to be sick than them (not that it feels that way at the time). rest and recover.

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  2. I do hope you feel MUCH better very soon. I also hope you have a spiffy 3 day version of the antibiotics and not the dreadful 14 days that I’ve just finished. Ugh.
    (You know you can’t take care of other people if you haven’t taken care of yourself!)

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  3. So, now, is Charles going to go to the doctor?

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  4. Dad aka Granddad Blake December 7, 2007 at 6:54 am

    A germs view of mucous….snotty but nice.
    Love to all…..Dad

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  5. Maureen aka Mo (Grandmother) December 7, 2007 at 7:37 am

    OHHHH babycakes! You poor thing – wish I were there to take care of you. Take care of yourselves, my love.
    Hugs to all, M xox

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  6. Poor Tess. Silly Tess! I am just as bad as getting myself to the doc. Seems a waste as I don’t have medical aid and normally spend medical money on the kids.
    Hope you feel better soon. xxx

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  7. I’m sorry you are feeling bad. But, now that they know what’s wrong you should start getting better soon, right? (crossing my ingers)

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  8. Awww Tess that sounds so horrid, I am feeling for you!! Its always nice to look after others, but you need to look after yourself as well, you are superwoman in my eyes, but maybe you got exposed to a bit of kryptonite and need some recooperation time?
    I send lots of love and homemade chicken noodle soup xoxoxoxo
    Auntie Pammie xoxo

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  1. oh, i’m like you. i won’t go to the doctor unless i’m practically unconscious. fortunately, i no longer have those pesky tonsils to infect me. much better without, i say.
    i hope you and m.c. are on the mend and feeling better quickly. and i hope the smalls don’t catch it. it’s always better for us to be sick than them (not that it feels that way at the time). rest and recover.

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  2. I do hope you feel MUCH better very soon. I also hope you have a spiffy 3 day version of the antibiotics and not the dreadful 14 days that I’ve just finished. Ugh.
    (You know you can’t take care of other people if you haven’t taken care of yourself!)

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  3. So, now, is Charles going to go to the doctor?

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  4. Dad aka Granddad Blake December 7, 2007 at 6:54 am

    A germs view of mucous….snotty but nice.
    Love to all…..Dad

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  5. Maureen aka Mo (Grandmother) December 7, 2007 at 7:37 am

    OHHHH babycakes! You poor thing – wish I were there to take care of you. Take care of yourselves, my love.
    Hugs to all, M xox

    Reply

  6. Poor Tess. Silly Tess! I am just as bad as getting myself to the doc. Seems a waste as I don’t have medical aid and normally spend medical money on the kids.
    Hope you feel better soon. xxx

    Reply

  7. I’m sorry you are feeling bad. But, now that they know what’s wrong you should start getting better soon, right? (crossing my ingers)

    Reply

  8. Awww Tess that sounds so horrid, I am feeling for you!! Its always nice to look after others, but you need to look after yourself as well, you are superwoman in my eyes, but maybe you got exposed to a bit of kryptonite and need some recooperation time?
    I send lots of love and homemade chicken noodle soup xoxoxoxo
    Auntie Pammie xoxo

    Reply

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Are sandwich letters a bad thing? You know sandwich letters, you’ve received one before, everyone has. They’re an impersonal form of rejection. Think back to

More precious than silver

Love comes in many forms. It isn’t my dad’s birthday, and it certainly isn’t Father’s Day, but today I want to dedicate my blog to

ohhh…THAT blue dress girl

monica lewinsky was on the cover of a magazine the other day. she is a person i have a great deal of sympathy for. bill

Water: essential or a loved luxury?

when i first moved to hong kong in may 1997, charles and i were had student loans and virtually no capital. his contract was ending

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This weeks’ cover of people magazine sees hollywood babes denigrate plastic surgery. they all do. yet no one is getting older in that celluloid, cellulite