Horses and zebras

During the break between morning classes:

Me: Ow, my neck hurts.  Must have slept funny.
Friend 1: Do you have mono?
Friend 2: Rheumatic fever?
Friend 3: Tetanus?
Me: Thanks, guys.  I appreciate your evident pleasure in my imminent demise.

(Also, I just have to say, that picture of a cross-bred horzebra is possibly the most disturbing thing I have seen in a while.  And I am in medical school.)



(7:48:05 PM) Rebecca: are you really getting sick again?
(7:48:09 PM) Me: maybe?
(7:48:10 PM) Me: i hope not
(7:48:12 PM) Me: sore throat
(7:48:17 PM) Me: no fever (yet)
(7:48:17 PM) Rebecca: tea!
(7:48:18 PM) Rebecca: honey!
(7:48:22 PM) Me: i don’t have petechiae
(7:48:23 PM) Me: i checked
(7:48:27 PM) Me: 🙂
(7:48:31 PM) Rebecca: good
(7:48:34 PM) Rebecca: exudate?
(7:48:37 PM) Rebecca: erythema?
(7:49:09 PM) Me: yeah pretty erythrematous
(7:49:12 PM) Me: however you spell it

I love med school.