last of the “sick” posts
my diet for the next week and a half
I am really trying to be upbeat and positive about all of this. Truly I am. Today I woke up the same way I did Sunday—choking on my own spit. It was lovely. I called Papa Bear who took the morning off work to drive me to the clinic while I bawled my eyes out, sit with me in the waiting room while I bawled my eyes out, sat with me in my appointment while I bawled my eyes out, and took me to the pharmacy (while I bawled my eyes out) to get all of the prescriptions you see above (you guessed it, wibmeo). In case you wondered, I’m marrying him immediately. And chances are, I’ll bawl my eyes out.
So sorry Beez! Strep is the worst. I had it a couple years ago, and thought for sure that I was going to DIE.
We’re all so happy Papa Bear is there to take care of you. Thanks Papa Bear!
Natalie
10/27/2009 at 12:32 pm
Please don’t come visit me for awhile. When the while is over, please come visit me.
mayhemkm
10/27/2009 at 12:50 pm
By immediately you mean july-ish right? Cause that’s what I have planned. I saw a get well soon card and said “Forget that! Get well now!” Please do so. kthxbai.
Papa Bear
10/27/2009 at 2:52 pm
Maybe not IMMEDIATELY… You wouldn’t want him to get strep and die. Not before the honeymoon AT LEAST!
beck-ah!
10/27/2009 at 4:16 pm
Brit, I feel so helpless and couldn’t be more thankful for Steve. I think I might marry Steve immediately too.
Meghan
10/27/2009 at 10:32 pm
I don’t think your husband would like that too much Meghan.
Papa Bear
10/28/2009 at 12:33 am
bless your heart! i’m so glad you have papa bear to take care of you, though.
Carly
10/28/2009 at 10:01 am