I woke up on Wednesday (a week ago) with a sore throat painful enough that I could not get back to sleep. I suffered through work and crashed early. It didn't clear up. I struggled through the rest of the week on TheraFlu and Sucrets.

I did the Dim Sum thing on Saturday, made it through the movie, a quick mission of mercy to the_malum and then crashed all day Sunday. At some point on Sunday, a cough decided to settle in.

Monday, I was still iffy about going to work, but decided I'd see how it went, and head home at noon if I felt awful. Well, I felt awful, but we were short-staffed, so I toughed it out, then went home and put myself straight to bed. Twelve hours of sleep later, I felt only marginally better, but didn't want to call in sick in case we were understaffed again. I wound up skipping lunch, and talked Boss into letting me leave an hour early so I could visit the doctor's office. The doc told me, yeah, there's some inflammation and gave me a scrip for azithromycin and told me to gargle with salt water. We'll see how that goes.

The results of salt water gargling this morning were too gross to describe in detail, but seemed productive. All week I've been incredibly hoarse (I sound like a lifetime smoker). I think I may start answering the phone as "Inga" and be horrible to everyone. Next week I can say we fired her.