On another subject, I stop by instacare on Friday. The doc didn’t think I had strep, but he said I have edema (uh-deem-uh), basically my throat is all swollen– duh. His bet was that it was an allergic reaction to something (maybe the smoke in the Casino in Vegas? Since that’s when I started to feel it), and that taking some prednisone (anti-inflamitory perscription drug) for a few days should take care of it (along with some anti-histamines, he gave me some allegra). Well the Allegra gets rid of my allergies, good stuff.
But the Prednisone doesn’t seem to be doing squat, i’ve taken 3 doses already and my voice is all but disappeared now. He said that I should see dramatic improvement within 24-48 hours… hmm, we’re at 48 hours and I haven’t seen squat. He also said if it didn’t improve in 3 days or so to come back…
What does this mean? It means I can’t talk, and it means I may have a viral infection in my throat (he even suggested mono… that should be good for rumors 😉 So that’s pretty sucky. It’s not so much the fact that I might have a viral infection, it’s more that I will have to go back to the doctor for more treatment. I don’t hate doctors I’m just too lazy– I always avoid going to the doctor if I can. Dang. But I hate not having a voice worse than going to the doctor so it’s a necessary evil.
It was funny, my Grandma was over for dinner tonight. Later on I was doing the dishes and everyone was in the living room or the family room, with just my grandma still in the kitchen. She came over and kept trying to talk to me, hehe… she’s so hard of hearing, you have to really speak up for her to hear you (she mostly refuses to wear hearing aids). Then there’s me who can barely get a whisper out, so I’m just smiling because I can’t respond to a thing she’s saying, hehehe. She even started singing some silly song she had made up for my cousin Clint (something about Clintonia, I should get the words from her). I was just busting up but it was such a pathetic situation– someone who can’t hear trying to someone who can’t talk– I couldn’t speak up to tell her that I didn’t have a voice! If you have any idea how cute my grandma is you’d laugh at this story.
Hehe, at the dinner table at one point she looked at my brother Steven, so he smiled at her. She started busting up (it’s not a very audible laugh, but mostly the look on her face and the way she rolls back like anyone would with a good hearty laugh. Right in mid-laugh she says to Steven “What’s funny?” Bwahaha! I loved it, such great commedy. Later on she saw Kato sitting in a chait in the family room and mistook her for my Dad– ouch! She was pretty far away, I guess, but it was still hilarious. My grandma is so cute and funny.
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I almost forgot I had lost my voice. Someone just called my work phone and I tried to answer it, how sad. They’re like “are you SICK?” Hehe… no crap I’m sick. Man it’s pathetic to try to help people when my voice sounds like a hoarse version of Sol Rosenburg (think of the chain-saw ad…)