So, my brother contracted mono from drinking after a strange person at uni homecoming and has been living with us for the past few days. His lymph nodes were all swollen up and his obstructionist retard of a doctor thought he had cancer and were to perform a biopsy on him this week--but they tested him for mono at the college infirmary, and that is what he had.
You have NO idea how much stress that put me under. But I'm relieved now, even though he won't have enough stamina to stay up late and party for at least another year now. And now I have to be extra careful when I'm around him, because god knows that is the last disease I want to have.