ooooh. I gotta early Christmas present from Jason! Viral pharyngitis. Also known as "it hurts when I swallow" or "there's a porcupine in my throat" disease.
I woke up after only four hours of sleep after my out-of-routine night shift last night to the awful truth. Sick. Not only sick, but sick on the HOLIDAY schedule. I think only death, pink eye or ebola virus are acceptable excuses. And I'm not sure about the ebola, they'd probably say "We've got plenty of Vitamin K for injection, we can stop that bleeding."
So, I lay in bed, pretending it was just something like post nasal drip sore throat. But after a half hour or so, I was forced to seek medical treatment by stealing whatever Jason got from his doc.
That made the cats think it was lunchtime. I told them it wasn't. I told them I didn't feel good. I told them I still had to go to work tonight.
Thor has a meow that can peel the paint off the wall.
Okay. During the day, I sleep with two fans going to block the noise. I can't hear the doorbell ring. But I can hear Thor meow.
So, I'm up. They are fed.
It hurts when I swallow.