Strep Throat

I flew home from New Hampshire on Friday, May 25.  I was tired, of course.  I got up at 3:00 am EST to catch my 5:00 am plane, which was midnight Pacific Time. All of my connections went well, which is fantastic.  Manchester to Detroit, Detroit to Salt Lake city, Salt Lake City to Spokane.  Not a hitch.  But when my daughter picked me up at the airport, I felt a scratch in my throat.  I tossed back some ZICAM (an author visitor's best friend), and blew it off.

The next day, I felt a little like I was coming down with a cold -- tired, mostly and still that sore throat.  More ZICAM and sleep.  Then came the fever, and all I could do was sleep.  I checked with the librarians, no reports of strep at the schools.  So I passed it off as a summer cold.  Ten days later, the sore throat, fever and headaches remained, with no other symptoms.  No sniffle.  Only a little cough.

By Sunday, June 3, my throat hurt so much, I couldn't even swallow ice water.  So I went to the doctor.  Yup, it was Strep Throat, a bacterial infection of the throat caused by Group A Streptococcus bacteria. All the online medical groups say it will clear up on its own in a week, but mine was still thriving ten days after the first symptoms arose, so I was glad to go to the doc for antibiotics after wasting more than a week feeling crummy.   Hope I'm 100% by this weekend so I can do revisions on my third UNCLE JOHN'S BATHROOM READER FOR KIDS contributions.  Book three is called SMELL-O-SCOPIC.  Should have written about Strep Throat.