Almost done with the first ten days...

The first round of the killer medicine is almost done. Today is my last day - well, almost. I got off to a slow start the first day, so have one more little pill to take tomorrow. Then I start the next round. I went to pick up my prescription, excited because it was only one dose, one time a day. Now, I wasn't feeling well, at all, when I went in there. That is what the meds I'm currently on do to me, make me feel blah, anyway, back to me feeling blah and walking into the store. She hands me this HUGE bottle and I blink at her. "No," I say, "I only have to take this one time a day, why so many pills?" And they aren't just any pills, they are chewable lozenges made for horses. But she assured me that they should taste great, being orange flavored, and all. I only have to chew FOUR of them right before I go to bed. I almost cried. Listen to me complain. I'm feeling better, coughing less, and yet I'm still a whiner. How does God put up with me? I tell myself everyday that this is way better than being in the hospital for five days with a two month or more recovery process. And, no, I haven't seen any parasites yet. I'm really praying they are of the super small variety and I never will.