So.. Strep Throat.
Figured as much.
This time around, however, I got Billy Bad-ass, the ‘take no prisoners’ Doctor.
Instead of my usual round of amoxicillin (500 mg) I ended up getting a prescription for something along the lines of the largest pills a human being should have to swallow.
After doing some research, I am rather glad they threw in that other drug and gave me 1000mg pills.
Amoxicillin is, after all, susceptible to degradation by β-lactamases. I know I just wouldn’t have been able to sleep thinking about my precious Amoxicillin falling victim to β-lactamases.
Enjoy the photo.
Cigarette provided for reference.
Also, I go to pick up these enormous horse pills and there is a note saying that I am not allowed to return to work until Friday. *sigh* Good times I suppose. They were the sickest of times. They were the brokest of times.
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