I woke up Saturday morning and my throat was killing me. My neck was swollen like a softball and it hurt to talk too much. So I took it easy, watched the football game (tried to stay warm underneath tons of blankets), and went to bed early. Sunday morning? Same thing, along with a little fatigue. Now, normally, I just put my mind over matter, go about my business, and let my cold run its course. Unfortunately, one of my close friends had mono last month, so I wasn’t taking any chances.
Monday morning I walked into the college’s health center, and told them my concerns. They were extremely helpful, but unlike the last time I went in, they didn’t have an available appointment until later that afternoon. Never to fear, my friend Becky stepped up and drove me to the hospital. It was only the 2nd time I’ve been to the ER (stitches from a wiffle-ball injury when I was 11), but I really don’t mind hospitals at all. So I checked in, gave a good amount of blood, got an IV (for really no reason other than that I had to stay and wait for the tests, so what the heck?), and sat there and waited.
My tests came back negative! Not only for mono, but for the flu and for strep too! So riding the high of the good news (and the IV), I went back to school, did my work, and slept in. Today I’m feeling better and hopefully I can kick this thing soon.