Wait and See

It is GORGEOUS today. And I had a wonderful weekend, and Mother's Day. A good mix of outside yard work, outside play, and indoor concerts. Plus a scrumptious brunch.

Now, a story.

A bit over a week ago I was at play rehearsal, and THIRSTY. (Rehearsing: talking a lot, right?) So I go to the water cooler--there's water, but they're out of cups. {groan} Fellow cast member offers me her cup. She washes it out first in the sink, I get to have a few sips of water, much better. Harmless, right?

Fast forward to yesterday. I'm complaining to my mom on how swollen the lymph glands in my throat are. "Here, feel," I say. They're enormously swollen; I have to spread my hand wide to feel them. She looks suspiciously at me. "But it's just that and this nasty sore throat," I say. "It's an awful sore throat, deep down. It's been like that for 4 days, ever since I had that fever."

"Sounds like mono," she says, in the Mom Voice of Doom.

I suddenly remember, in a flash, that at next rehearsal same cast member, a teen, mentioned that mono was "going around" at school, and the week before she thought she'd had it. I hadn't thought a thing of it at the time. Until now.

{sigh}

Nothing's confirmed. I've got a call in to the doctor to see what they think. Sore throat's getting better, but the glands are still humongous. Will see...

Medieval Word of the Day: raith (Scots and north): a quarter of the year; three months.