I have Mono :((

So all weekend at the Spring Event I felt like crap. I felt even crappier come Monday morning. I call my doc and see if I can get in, figuring it's the old stand by of strep or tonsil idis, something that plagued my childhood. I get there, go through the usual triage of questions and symptoms. I'm insisting it's strep or tonsil idis, been there, done that, feels about the same. Nope, doc says, just in case, you should go to the lab and get "harpooned" for some blood to test and rule out Mono. It's not Mono, it can't be mono. It was mono. I'm DOOOOOMED! SO I've spent the last week of work off feeling like total shite, sleeping, sipping warm tea, soup, and sleeping. Typhoid Molly at your service. Bleh. I've lost nearly a week's worth of pay over this jazz and there's not a thing I can do about it except let the Mono run its course since it's viral and no antibiotics will help. Throw in the swollen throat from hell and ear pain, I'm on the verge of delirium and madness. Rob has been a champ for me, went and got groceries for me and some ciggies. I haven't really left the house since Monday and talk about stir craziness. One perk of the whole week, found someone to talk to that I've had a mild crushy interest in for a while. It's so puppy doggy that I think it'll wind up being nothing more than me blushing the next time I step foot in the coffee shop with or without a client. Seems like a nice guy, seems really good with people from what I have observed, good looking, has this irresistible bad-boy aura going on like he's been around the world a few times, runs this cool eclectic looking local coffee shop that I like to frequent because they've got some awesome coffee, tea, and bluesy ambiance you just can't beat. I'd kill for a home delivery right about now. He's all that and likely unavailable and that would be yet another one of life's cruel zingers bestowed upon me as of late. Either way, something to excite the imagination and create wistful thoughts about for a few days. Soooooooooo other than talking to the crush, this week has been a bust and I'm ready to begin feeling human again any day now. Otherwise, I'm feeling pretty lame this week. So here's to hoping the one conversation with the Java Guy doesn't turn into nothing more than small talk and a few painfully awkward moments the next time I step foot into his coffee shop. OY! What was I thinking? Must've been the fever talking. LOL Mweh. Back to bed here.

Tammolly

...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel...
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin