A bunch of us have strep throat, so there’s that. It’s like a frigging pharmacy over here with all the advil, sore throat lozenges, and medication. I’m really looking forward to the impending raging yeast infection that will pop up once I’ve finished my course of antibiotics. Super fun.
I’ve had strep throat too many times to count. I have pus all over my tonsils right now and I won’t show you the photo because it feels unethical so you’ll just have to take my word for it.
In the hopes of being distracted from the basic task of swallowing (don’t be sick), I thought I would share with you all the most interesting text conversations I’ve had in a very long time with my friend Debbie. Apparently one of her friend’s kids fell on the ice the other day and split their chin open and needed stitches, so she posted the note on Facebook which invited a string of comments from people sharing their own experiences of their own children doing the exact same thing. One lady in particular felt like posting a photo of her daughter’s healed up chin stitches which, as you’ll see here, looks exactly like a giant penis.
So then Debbie was curious about her own chin and took a photo and sent it to me.
And then I took a photo of mine and sent it to her.
Then I showed Andrew the pictures and he obliged to let me take a picture of his (chin) as well.
See? I don’t feel that sick anymore. Well, not in that way anyway.
Wow, this blog just hit an all-time new low.