The Return of Strep

Poor Kenny.
At 4:00 AM he and I both knew what “it” was. And the throat culture at 9:30 AM confirmed it in short order.

It’s Keflex this time, and hopefully it is as much of a gift as the penicillin was last time. He’s awake now after his three hour nap.

Needless to say, date cancelled.
Poor Ken and Helen.

3 Responses to “The Return of Strep”

  1. scottyj Says:

    The hearty aroma from an open bottle of Keflex has that “after dinner flavor”. Don’t you think?

    What’s my favorite word for yuck? Oh yeah! YUCK!

  2. helen Says:

    Oh man - you made me open and smell my heretofore unsniffed pill bottle. Twice, just to make sure I really thought it was bile-like.

    What a lemming I am.

  3. helen Says:

    … and it wasn’t Kenny’s Keflex, but my penicillin I took two whiffs of.

    So of course I had to find out if Kenny’s meds were how you described them. And HAD to sniff the bottle twice to be sure.

    (Not as bad, actually.)

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