Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Conversations with a Strep Throat Patient

Her: (whining) I don't feeeeel good.
Me: Hmm, it's time for your medicine.
Her: NOooooooooooooo!

Her: (whining) I'm boooored.
Me: Why don't you go [insert quiet activity here]?
Her: Nooooooooooooo!

Her: (whining) I'm hungry.
Me: Would you like some [insert soft food here]?
Her: Noooooooooo!

Her: (chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter) Mommy, my throat hurts.
Me: Maybe you should stop talking.
Her: Noooooooooooo!

Apparently suggesting she should stop talking is akin to suggesting she stop breathing.


  1. Wow! She didn't want some ice cream? She MUST be sick.

  2. Come to Oz for a week. It's summer here, 95 degrees in the shade. No strep throat. And too much to do and see to worry about talking!!

  3. Fun times. In her defense, however, being sick is no fun.

    (Incidentally, I don't have strep. Just a "particularly nasty" upper respiratory infection. Still, no fun.)

  4. Oh yes, if their vocal chords were severed they would still find a way to talk, they really would.


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