Friday the 13th is really living up to its name–my thyroglossal cyst invited the throat infection in to party and let’s just say things got a little explosive. I’m now up to my eyeballs in antibiotics.
The doctor also gave me a sedative of sorts, which makes doing anything borderline impossible. Ah, sweet delicious sleep. It’s almost as if I’m trading throat soreness with eventual bed sores.
Dude, I got sick again?? WTF. COME ON. It’s only been a week! Pretty sure 2017 was the height of my dedication to being fit and all that jazz.