Quarantine is boring.
I realize that antibiotics take more than a day to kick in. I realize that, even if they didn't, one of the infections I have is viral and therefore the antibiotics are going to do squat. I know that there's a *reason* the doctor gave me large prescriptions of the heavy-duty symptom relievers.
Nevertheless, there's a noticeable complaint running through the back of my head that says "I went to the doctor yesterday! I'm not supposed to be feeling *worse*! This isn't fair!"
Bah. I'm already tired of being home.
I'm under quarantine-- doctor's recommendation, not legal, but with the flu and a piggybacking infection-- until at least Friday, so don't expect to see me till then or more likely the weekend. And no new chocolate until at least the weekend, and maybe later. Sorry-- I don't want to get any of you sick too.