mothra

Let me paint a scene of my Christmas Day.

-wake up in horrible pain at 5am after being unable to swallow or talk for almost a week

-go to the emergency room at 7 and am the only one there (score)

-so the doctor tells me I should get my tonsils out but not that day because their weren't enough surgeons. Then he tells me my other docotor miss diagnosed me on Monday, gave me Penicillin and Vicotin and sent me home.

-I pass out for a few hours on the vicotin till my family wants to open gifts, then try to wake up but don't really remember anything.

-Pass out again and wake up in a puddle of drool feeling so much better I couldn't believe it.

So basically I almost had shotgun surgery on christmas morning for no reason, and had my initial doctor gone to medical school, I'd have been fine a few days ago.

Interesting Week.