I am still sick, I’m afraid. Though I feel better, and I’m a lot less congested, I have no voice. None. I actually have even less today than I did yesterday, because it’s even harder for me to make the barest croaking sound. Bleh.
As for tonight’s thing — I’d like to go out for at least a little while. But I’m really not sure how feasible it is. Or how smart. I found out yesterday that even after taking cold medicine I still had a fever. (It was 99.7. My normal temperature runs lower than most people — when I’m not fevered, I generally can’t even get the thermometer up to 97. So after taking Tylenol and considering my normal temp, that’s actually higher than it might seem.) The point being, I’m pretty sure I still have a fever today. (The diagnosis was a sinus infection, BTW. Which, though they aren’t contagious [are they?] still doesn’t seem like it would be smart to go out tonight.)
Which also means yoga tomorrow night is out too, right? *sigh*
I didn’t have the brain to write last night — too wiped out from the antibiotics. (They always make me loopy for the first 2-3 days when I start taking them.) Maybe tonight though. . . The doctor also said if I wasn’t feeling better by tonight I should come back to see her. And I am better. Just — no voice. It’s been three days, and I’m getting tired of it.
This fine whine brought to you courtesy of not-enough-sleep, in spite of the prescription strength cough suppressant.