Well, I thought I did. But it turns out I just have a bad flu. Remember those head lumps I described last entry? Well, they were actually swollen lymphnodes, which is the major symptom of Mono. The kissing disease!!! I went home sick on Wednesday, stayed home on Thursday, and was sent home on Friday (very firmly). I went to the doctor, who was fairly certain I had the Mono, and took blood tests accordingly. But it was Friday afternoon, and the blood testers decided to head out early, which meant that I had to wait 24 hours for the results. 24 hours where I was convinced I had Mono. But then my doctor called and said that the results were negative, and I’m just normal sick, not special sick. But I am still being teased mercilessly by Jona, Steve and especially Mike about kissing diseased people, despite the fact that I have not kissed anyone in a fairly long time. (I mean really kissed someone.) No kisses = No Mono!
Here are some links I think you will enjoy:
Mike’s pictures from Jona’s show including a shot of me toasting,
Mike’s pictures from our second date
This lovely new blog,
The best description of Portland I’ve ever read,
The coolest party of all time, I really, really, really wish I could have been there.
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Willow, I have had the kissing disease TWICE! Something that I thought was impossible! The kissing disease that afflicted me when I was 15 returned with a vengence when I was 25. It is one thing to have the kissing disease in your teens, but when you are 25? It’s even better fodder for friendly teasing.
But since you don’t have it, I won’t make fun of you. I will tell you to make sure you don’t get it by getting plenty of rest and being nice to your body.
Thanks, Gilly. I will be super nice to my bod!
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