x-rays, no voice, home brew

so this weekend i went to the chemist, she gave me something like t-3. I spent the weekend taking some, sleeping, taking some, sleeping. Monday I woke up, couldn't talk and with ear on fire. I went to the health place on campus which said they were too busy but they'd send me in the nurse.

Well the nurse looked at my face, i tried to tell her what happen but I could barely get a word out, she sent me right into the doctor. Well the doctor poked my face (i wanted to kill her) poked my ears (that hurt too) and looked at my throat. So I have a viral case of larangitis (spelled however) and my ears are fine (they don't feel fine). She then deduced that because of the bruising and the swelling even after a few days of anti-inflammatories that I've fractured my cheek bone.

So off I went to catch 2 busses and walk a bit to the x-ray place (I surely miss the old caddy) where they took multiple x-rays of my messed up face. I left campus at 1130 and got back at 350. I did get a mcdonald's milkshake while waiting for the bus. All this was complicated by the fact that I seriously had no voice.

Came home and popped some of those lovely pain killers and proceeded to lay on my bed until I realized I told Katie (the flat mate) I'd go shopping with her as she has a car. I went, bought ice cream, jello, and gingerale and some soup (i know i always say i hate it mom but it is the only thing i can swallow that isn't junk) and then came home to promptly pass out.

I woke up to get a drink of water and take another pill when I find Zane and his friends Sam and Ben bottling their home brew. I made a movie of the process and even helped a bit before collapsing back in bed. I woke up early today to degrease the oven (which I have yet to use) for the stupid flat inspections. Then I found out they are tomorrow. So I am going to get dressed and go back to the health center to see what the x-rays said I need to do.

I resolve to be better by Thailand.