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I'm sick. Hella sick.

I have strep. Or as the nurse said when she called - "your rapid swab test came back positive for "streptococcus".

Do you know how they get that 'rapid swab?' You lean back, say AH and they roll a super long q-tip around the back of your throat, which already feels like it's being ripped by razor blades. And then you gag. That was fun.

There's a long stupid story surrounding the acquisition of said sickness, alas, I'm too fucking sore to sit here and type it. My neck feels like I'm channeling Jaba The Hut and I can barely swallow.

Wanna know what else is Incredibly Awesome?! I get to chug water and choke down horse pills whilst wrangling up my kids - on my own. Mr. Kiss is working away this week.

Super.