She was on antibiotics for strep.
She sits behind me.
I have a sore throat with all the classic strep throat symptoms. Including little white patches.
Thanks, Angel's Mom who called me in a prescription for Amoxicillin so I didn't have to go to the doctor.
No more writing today; too tired. Too sick. Too far behind in my notes.
I hate being sick. I can't concentrated.
Medicine exam tomorrow:
Opthalmology, 11 multiple-choice questions that "could be answered by a trained simian"
Gastrointestinal, lots of questions, lots of lecturers. We know what 9 or so of them are.
Required score to be passing: 25%. Even sick, I think I can handle that.
Mental note: talk about going house-hunting Saturday. And the things we learned. If the house I loved is ruined because they didn't drain the pipes, I'm going to cry.