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I started to worry this weekend when I realized we hadn’t reviewed a restaurant for March yet, and I was still recovering from throat hack. We were supposed to meet with our friends for Community Night last night at The Kitchen, but it just so happened that all three of the couples (including us) waited too late to make reservations and they booked up! Although I’m bummed because I love seeing those people, I was secretly glad because my tastebuds were not fully recovered. Tonight, I was feeling good and we reviewed Full Moon Grill, which I have to say, was awesome. Just sitting there eating this food, I fell in love with Jeremy all over again. I can’t explain why, but it’s so great to sink your teeth into something so amazing and look across at your sweetheart to see that expression of “holy hell, this is incredible!” on his face.

My appointment yesterday ended up leaving me in limbo and worse. The PA took a huge ass q-tip and jammed it down my throat to get material for a throat culture. She said it would take 24 hours before knowing. Anyone with a brain could tell I have strep because my lymph nodes are swollen, I have headaches, my throat is swollen, red, and has white dots, I don’t have congestion or cold symptoms, and I am in a lot of pain. I was in far more pain after she gagged me on that q-tip. I also knew I was in trouble because the room I was in had a poster that said, “Increased prescriptions for antibiotics result in increase in antibiotic-resistant bacteria.” Great. She wouldn’t give me anything and said, “Well – just keep taking advil and cough syrup.”

The advil did help reduce the massive swelling, but when it wore off, it wore off fast. Last night we made calzones for dinner. I was feeling pretty good and made a salad to start: