Sick

I have strep throat. Most people know strep as a little sickness but when you have it you know it is not just a little sickness.

Whenever I get strep for some crazy reason the only symptom I have is, my throat hurting. I kept on complaining about my throat so my dad ended up taking me to a minute clinic. Then the doctor tested me for the flu and the strep the flu was negative and so was the strep. Then they took the test for strep again because they said that if you take the test for strep to fast it could give you the wrong answer. So they took it again and about 2 days later my mom picked me up from school in the middle of lunch. I asked her why she picked me up and she said I had strep. So I went back to class got my stuff and left school. The funny thing is my brother said to me that they were breaking me out of school. When we got home I did not feel that sick so I played with Spence. But then my throat started hurting like crazy so I laid down and asked my mom for medicine. So about half and hour later we went to pick up my medicine and then we went to pick up McDonald’s. I only got a small vanilla ice cream with a Sprite and my brother got an entire happy meal with a chocolate milkshake and Sprite. The next day I felt even worse it was like knives were stabbing my throat. And know here I am writing for you guys. And I want you to know even when I’m sick I will always write for you, even when I’m throwing up I will always write for you. So this post is not supposed to tell you that I’m sick it is supposed to tell you that I will always write because writing is like a second family, you guys are like a second family. So what I’m trying to say here is that I love you guys.