First, let me reconstruct what happened:
My throat had been hurting now and then for about three weeks.
Last week I went to JOIN... I was the guy in the front row, with his coat and gloves dressed and still shaking... at lunch, I had no appetite and the only thing I managed to eat was an apple... as a plus, each time I'd try to get up I would almost lose balance and fall... and off I went to bed...
I went to a doctor late in the evening and I spent the rest of the week in a bed, at Magda's place.
Anyway, now I'm getting better. I think I'm still a bit shaken, but at least yesterday I managed to get up and drive to Viana, and my throat doesn't hurt as much as it did in the beginning of the week.
Speaking of bad things, I have three boxes of pills. One of them I have to take to the last pill...
Now... that thing tastes *so* bad that twice already I almost threw up; I actually had to put a hand in front of my mouth to prevent myself from doing it!!
I have to take three of those pills each day... and you know what's worse?
Five days worth of pills still left...
