Strep Throat
Just in time for Eid I came down with strep. At least I think that's what this is. I don't have an appointment to confirm it until tomorrow morning, but we took Ameera to the doctor's Sunday and she was diagnosed with it, given antibiotics, and told to stay home from school, so I assume, since my symptoms are the same, that that's what I've got.
As a result, I sat through the Eid services in the car (I just couldn't see potentially spreading strep to some 2000 congregants, especially as it is very contagious...) and I'll be skipping dinner with my friends tonight. (No way I want all their babies getting it!). And I had to write my editor and say there was just no way I could turn in an article today - I'm not completely coherent at the moment.
Ah well, I'm not grousing, after all I could be northern Pakistan this Eid, or Palestine, or New Orleans, or any other number of spots in the world where my prognosis could be a whole lot worse than a sort throat and fever. Places where tylenol and robitussin aren't readily available. Where food and shelter may not be available. Whenever anything unpleasant occurs to me, that's what I try to think about. Kind of immature perhaps, but it helps me. And, hopefully, when I get better, the remembrance spurs me to do something for people in those situations.