it's oh-dark-thirty, and i think i'm awake for the duration. i went to bed around 8pm and have been sleeping like crap ever since -- right up until about ten minutes ago, when something in the roof of my mouth burst that had been sitting on my tonsil and causing a lot of pain and i had to dash to the bathroom to try and get it all out.
it was bloody, and mucusy and while i'm still in a lot of pain -- i've been in increasingly worse pain in my right tonsil for the past three days -- i'm in a lot less pain when swallowing now. what sucks is that a) i can feel that there's a chunk of whatever burst still in the back of my throat and b) i'm supposed to be at work at 6am. with what just happened, though, i am NOT going in. everything is draining and i am so freaked that all i want to do is get dressed and camp the doorstep of my doctor's office.
i'm afraid to try and talk, but if i am calling out, i need to talk on the phone -- OR go to the store directly and hand over a note.
i can't currently open my mouth wide enough to try and see my own tonsils or if i can see what's in the back of my throat. i nearly broke down crying at one point because the gag-reflex took over and i couldn't stop retching.
okay, talking test revealed i can talk but not loudly... and in kind of nasal tones. so it looks like i'll be calling in and then calling the doctor's office to see about getting in to see Mara today.
bleh.
...long story short: there was lots of ick, i NEED to go to the doctor today to find out what's what. i hate calling out of work. especially twice in one week.
EDIT, 9:45am: sometimes, i don't know why i even stay with my doctor. to date, he has NEVER been around when i needed him or his PA urgently. looks like i'll be going to the Urgent Care clinic in Saratoga or the one at Valley Medical.