Advil and M&Ms

Today's not-so-favorite moments included . . .

. . .  reliving a TV commercial from my childhood.  A young girl, probably age 7, was lying in bed with a worried look on her face.  The viewer hears her thoughts: "It will hurt if I swallow.  It will hurt if I swallow. It will hurt if I--" She winces, puts her hand to her throat, and cries, "Mommy!"

This week I had my first truly sore throat in decades, and it was a mild form of torture.  I woke around 4:30 this morning because swallowing hurt so much that I couldn't get back to sleep.  I took some Advil, then worked on the computer until the pain dulled and I could go back to sleep (twenty minutes before Todd woke up).

Today's favorite moments included . . .

. . . Advil kicking in.  Blessed relief.

. . . a nice old man entertaining Todd while we waited at the doctor's office.  Todd is leery of strangers these days, so I'm not sure he was actually having fun watching the man's antics, but he at least captured Todd's attention enough to distract him from how bored he was of waiting in the lobby.

. . . getting a prescription for antibiotics.  Huzzah for modern medicine!

And another thing . . .

. . . the doctor said to take Advil with food, so I ate a few handfuls of M&Ms before taking my painkillers.  'Cuz chocolate is food, and it's just been that kind of day.