I give up.

I'm taking the day off tomorrow, well.. maybe. It is the last day.

By the time I have time to blog, my cold meds have worn off, and I feel too crummy to want to write. However, it is still too early to take anything before bed, when I need it to sleep.

I may try to go to Urgent Care tomorrow. My swollen throat is bad enough I'm having trouble talking when I'm not taking something. I held out on seeing an ENT this summer hoping that this winter it would be different, but we appear to be off to the same start as last year. I'll make the call Monday, see how long the wait is, and hope that once the damn things come out (my tonsils) that my recovery is quick.

Oh, and that they don't mess with my already fragile tooth in the process. If it didn't hurt so bad, I'd reconsider wanting to have them out to spare the risk to my dental work...

Oh, yeah so I have defective tonsils. They swell up with any little cold I get, then won't go down. Swell up enough that it changes the shape of my neck. They were always annoying, but since M started daycare (or well, was born, depending on how you look at it) I can't sneeze without it requiring antibiotics and steroids to get the swelling down. Yay immune system! Whee!