Zeppelin icon narrowly edged out the Pain icon
Had an uneventful 12-hour busride back to the Southlands and was picked up in St Catharines by Mrs Gott with no problem. I didn't sleep at all on the ride down due to immense pain in ear/neck/throat and Mrs Gott dragged me to a walk-in clinic to get myself checked out.
So I got tested for strep.
So I tested negative for strep.
My tonsils are full of puss and goo, my ears are infected and I apparently don't have strep.
What does the doctor think I have?
FRIGGING MONO.
He thinks I have mono! Unfortunately, the only way to test for that is with bloodwork, and with me leaving the country tomorrow, I wouldn't be around for the results anyways. He told me to keep gargling with salt water, keep using my ear drops, take tylenol sinus and if it gets any worse, go to the ship's doctor and see him when I get back.
Frigging MONO.
What the hell.
Mono.
So I got tested for strep.
So I tested negative for strep.
My tonsils are full of puss and goo, my ears are infected and I apparently don't have strep.
What does the doctor think I have?
FRIGGING MONO.
He thinks I have mono! Unfortunately, the only way to test for that is with bloodwork, and with me leaving the country tomorrow, I wouldn't be around for the results anyways. He told me to keep gargling with salt water, keep using my ear drops, take tylenol sinus and if it gets any worse, go to the ship's doctor and see him when I get back.
Frigging MONO.
What the hell.
Mono.