Last week ol’ Doc Washburn told me I had strep throat. So I took the pills, drank plenty of fluids, worked a little. This week ol’ Doc Washburn told me I have tonsillitus, pharyngitis, otitis media (ear infection). So I took the pills, drank fluids, worked a little less.
Should have rested more. Now I have no choice. It’s not going away, as it did in the olden days of my collegehood.

Thought the pills would fix it.
Thought I was bouncing back but I’m not. Huh. Guess I’m not 26 anymore. I’m 27. This explains the impending baldness.

I’m going to take some antibiotics and drink some dreaded tea… bleechhh.

Hopeuflly I’ll feel better soon. This is boring. But I’ve been passing the time by watching Tim and Eric Awesome Show Great Job, which has renewed my hope in thoughtful satire.

It has also given me time to think about the fact that I am not indestructable (and I never was!) Sabbath is important, especially when you have a lot going on. And having a good wife is more valuable than pearls, as Emily has taken such good care of us. She’s a Proverbs 31 woman through and through. So, as I recover, the Lord is reminding me to be restful, thankful, and to be reminded that balance comes only from Him.

I’ve also learned that NyQuil doesn’t taste like “cherry flavor”, as they so boldly proclaim.