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I woke up sick the other day and I'm still feeling pretty awful. I'm on the antibiotics my dr perscribed and sleeping as much as possible, but I'm still sick. I think that's fairly normal, to not be perfectly healed by day 3 of antibiotics. My mom is driving me crazy! She's constantly touching my face to see if I have a fever (I wonder if she saw the therometer that I had ON THE TABLE IN FRONT OF ME) and asking me what she can get for me or what I want to eat. Well, I would love to chow down on a chocolate chip muffin and a ham steak, but I'm having a hard enough time swallowing water, so I think I'll stick to liquids, thanks! Every time she sees me and it's been at least 30 minutes since she saw me last, she asks how I'm feeling. "Pretty much the same, mom." "Oh, okay. Well, you're on medicine, so you should be getting better." And she says this in a confused tone like, Why aren't the medicine's doing their job? My temperature is finally out of the triple digits, which is good, but swallowing still hurts a lot. I know I should be grateful she cares and that she just wants to feel like she's helping, so I try to let her, but her hovering is pissing me off. She hands me my antibiotics like I don't know when to take them (and she doesn't give them to me at the right times, but whatever) and then hangs around to set my water glass down for me after I swallow! I'm almost 23, mom! I can put my own water glass back on the table.