I am a BIG BABY

I have a sore throat.

I went to see the doctor today (who, by the way, eerily resembles Dr. Miranda "The Nazi" Bailey from "Grey's Anatomy".)

I do not have strep throat.

I do have a bacterial infection. I was given amoxocillin pills as big as Jolly Ranchers. Where's the logic in THAT? "Hmm... she can't swallow worth a darn, so let's load 'er up with some big arse horse pills." Crazy keen logic there, doc.

So I'm waiting for the horse pills to work their elfin magic on me throat. So far I'm still feelin' like I have a marshmallow crammed down my larynx. I'm even talking funny-like.

I'm such a baby. But I feel B-A-D.

I want my mommy. Or Patrick Dempsey in some rugged boxer shorts.