number 158 urban sore throat myths

i have been totally skint on the old blog front - but now that i sit with a sore throat for the first time in years wondering where and what i touched, ingesting the germs that have manifested in the back of my throat to make me feel like i have eaten nothing but plates of glass for the past 7 meals.

which leads me to remembering a story that was told to me in a time when all i ate was chips and all i drank were milkshakes. i love a good story so here goes...

this happened to a friend of a friend of mine, and it was told to me a while ago, so i'll try and remember the facts as best possible. so, this friend had an incredibly sore throat for an extended period of time, and had been given medication, but it was still not getting better. she decided to get a second opinion and this is when the interesting part started. the doctor examined her, but noted that there was some abnormality in what he could see even with his naked eye, so he decided to take a swap of her throat. she had been given antibiotics previously, but they had made no difference. a day went past and she received a call from the doctors office requesting her to come back in to discuss the results. the doctor asked many questions but they were all alluding to something vastly off the track of her sore throat. when he asked her if she was in a serious relationship, and how many people she had slept with over the last 6 months, she started to question the relevance to her sore throat.

'well, you see, you have a parasite that has nested in your throat. why i ask about your past sexual partners, is that, this parasite is only present in the decaying flesh of dead humans. and the only way this can be transmitted is through bodily fluids. it is essential that you get in contact with those partners, not only for the fact that the parasite if left untreated can leave permanent damage to the body, but also, it is a federal offense to be tampering with dead bodies.'

shocked and repulsed, she was handed a new medication...but also phoned max, the hot guy that worked in the morgue...