Luscious Men: Still None In Sight

I started feeling better on Saturday & continued feeling better all of Sunday through most of Monday. Monday early evening, I started feeling worse so I call the doctor's office. I leave a mesage on the voicemail at the nurse's station. One & half hours later I call again. As I'm leaving a message, Dr. Hottie is calling me at home. I hang up my cell too late but get the message on the answering machine. I call again & get a hold the hot doc.
I explained that on Saturday & Sunday I was feeling better but that day, Monday, I start going down hill health wise. He said that once we got off the phone, he'd call in a new prescription then call me back. Three minutes go by & Dr. Hottie calls me back to tell me the prescription has been called in. I thank him & we get off the phone.
I go upstairs to change, grab my keys & wallet. Half way out the door, my dad asks me where the fire is. I told him that McHottie called my pharmacy with a new antibiotic. My dad isn't the type to tell me what to do since I'm legally an adult but him knowing how miserable I feel, he told me to go to bed while he goes to pick up my antibiotic & Mom finishes cooking dinner. As soon as I'm stretched out on my bed, I'm asleep.
After being woken up after what feels like 5 minutes, more like an hour, I have dinner, take my new med & go back to bed. I wake myself up at 4 am due to coughing. I go downstairs, pour myself a glass of apple juice, I take my med & a Mucinex DM, the maximum strength to finally going back to bed.
I couldn't fall back asleep right away but was asleep by the time my parents left for work. I woke up around 11 am EST, let the dogs out, made lunch & took my antibiotic, let the dogs in, showered & dusted. by the time I was tired.
I rested for the remainder of the afternoon, chilling with the dogs & cat. I started the prep work for dinner, handed over the rest to my parents & fell asleep on the couch. I was SO tired, they weren't able to wake me. By the time I woke up, they had dinner, cleaned up & went to bed. I made myself an amazing pb&j sandwich, took my medicine with a tall glass of milk.
Now here I am to tell you, my dear readers, that I haven't seen a Luscious Man since my doctor's appointment last week. For 7 whole days, I did NOT see a Luscious Man. Not seeing a Luscious Man for that long makes me more miserable than being sick for 2 weeks.