Let the Games Begin!

Well, I'm back. Let me just start by saying that Jasper is as unbelievably gorgeous as I remember (the lake, the mountains, the wildlife...I wish I never had to leave), my family is completely crazy (but in a surprisingly good way...I had a lot of fun hanging out with my sisters, although I can't believe how old they all are! Or how into boys...), and strep throat freaking sucks. Two of my six days were spent in mortal agony as viruses waged war along the battlefield of my tonsils. And now, although the pain is mostly gone, and I can swallow without a whole-body flinch, it still feels like I've got a golf-ball wedged in my throat. Yesterday (my bus ride home) was a supremely un-fun day. 12 hours on a bus, unable to swallow, stuck next to a massive person who insisted on taking over most of my seat as well as his (I finally got to move to sit beside Jon in Kamloops), with 4 kinds of drug coursing through my system, none at a high enough dosage to ward off agony...sigh. A whiner is me! Seriously though, I've had strep before, but never this badly. I knocked myself out with a gravol, but I kept waking myself back up attempting to swallow, and every time I woke up, it was to a nice bit of drool (apparently my unconsious mind figured social embarassment was the lesser of those evils). Fortunately, the trip occurred mostly at night, so I doubt many people were too wierded out by me.

Anyways, I can now eat again, and drink! My voice is all fucked to hell, which sucks a lot because I have to meet all my classmates tomorrow, and they're all gonna think I'm wierd. I'll have to write a little explanation on my nametag: Hi, My Name Is: Keltie, and no I'm not ignoring you, talking = pain for me right now...strep throat. Don't worry, it's not catching anymore! (For more info, please turn tag over)...

Bah. I really wish I was well, and could fully appreciate how exciting tomorrow will be. But I'm not, and will likely sleepwalk through most of it. Bother.