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As we were leaving from a NH getaway, I realized I started to feel worse and worse as time went on, to where I couldn't get out of bed or pack or help clean.  Every muscle in my body hurt.  We decided that I would continue resting while Andrew got my things together (thank you!) and we got the in car and prepared to meet a parent of mine in Melrose.  Turns out no one was there so more rest on the couch, then off to MGH after not being able to put a coherent sentence together.  I got a few too many throat cultures, too many pills, waited too long in the hall, and finally got admitted for real OVER 17 hours AFTeR we arrived at the ER.  I got to stop my IV steroids and am going back to a lower dose, I have two strains of strep which require two kinds of antibiotics.  I thought I was going home today but the plan was quickly changed to tomorrow or Monday based of my blood pressure and everything else.


So, instead of having a nice leisurely vacation I got to spend the tail end of mine at MGH.  I would rather be at work.

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