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bronwynrhYes, the fever and body aches have finally struck. Goddammit to fucking hell.
The roof of my mouth and my throat are a frightful white with some awful angry looking red veinies and splotches. If this is strep, I will be amazed at my body's sense of timing. See, my health insurance coverage doesn't start until February 3rd.
Who remembers the recipe for the agar used in a strep-test? Is it just BHI? What else went along with that, I wonder? I bet I could finagle a plate from the lab, swab myself and skip the pricey medically trained middlemen.
To bed.
On second thought, to couch. There's no tv in the bedroom.
The roof of my mouth and my throat are a frightful white with some awful angry looking red veinies and splotches. If this is strep, I will be amazed at my body's sense of timing. See, my health insurance coverage doesn't start until February 3rd.
Who remembers the recipe for the agar used in a strep-test? Is it just BHI? What else went along with that, I wonder? I bet I could finagle a plate from the lab, swab myself and skip the pricey medically trained middlemen.
To bed.
On second thought, to couch. There's no tv in the bedroom.
