streptococcus...
I can't remember ever feeling pain like this. It endures, it swells, it prevents anything from passing down my throat. I am hungry, but in fear of swallowing anything but water.
Fear, I tell you. Absolute dread.
I am weak, my colitis flared up at the same time as this bacteria took root. I was certain, or at least convinced, that these were my last hours on earth.
But now, Amoxacillan will do battle with the bacteria. Until it's gone however, I'll have to moan and whine like most men do when faced with any sort of pain.