More days of bad television

After three days of antibiotics, the killer sore throat hasn't improved at all. I'm at a loss as to why it's so bad, and why I would have something like this in the middle of summer. And since my Infectious Disease specialist friend thinks that I'm on the right antibiotics, I'm genuinely worried as to why it doesn't seem to be working.

One of the most frustrating by-products of being ill is that I'm stuck in the house. I can't eat much of anything except oatmeal and tapioca, as just about everything else is painful to swallow, so I feel weak as well. Talking on the phone for more than a couple of minutes is painful. So I keep finding myself watching really bad daytime television.

I'm at the point of building an altar to Panacea if this doesn't shift soon. Or going back to the doctor.