And then I lost my voice.

Yep. So I thought I was good on Friday. Nope, see I was in a haze due to the Daschle/Nyquil combo I had going on. So Friday was Hef's 40th birthday party and it was fun, but as the night went on my voice just started slipping away. Then I hit the Secrets. They didn't help. I tried some Diet Vernors, that didn't help. By the time the lovely staff of Jake's Corner Bar asked us to leave, I could barely talk. I woke up on Saturday with little voice, same on Sunday AND the headache and throbbing were back. Monday, I had to do it. I went to the Doctor and while I know most people have horror stories about their doctor visits; mine was quick, super quick. Appointment was as 2:45, I was out of the there by 3:05. No kidding. Turns out I have laryngitis. So I got some antibiotics that I can tell are working and some nasty ass cough syrup. I mean old school stuff I remember choking down when I was a kid. I do it like a shot and chase it with some juice.

Which reminds me. When I'm healthy and can partake in the adult beverages again. I want some Gin n' Juice and maybe to hang out with Snoop Dog. (No it's not the cough medicine making me say that). Though it could be the Diet Pepsi.