OK . . . the following is a sick rant, with some gross stuff in it, so . . . be warned.
I’ve had a motherfucker of a cold for ALMOST A MONTH. Since just before the slipknot concert I went to . . . call it the 4th . . . and it’s now the 23rd.I’ve got this horrible, horrible emphasymic cough, which is both painful and disgusting, and when I wake up in the morning, I can’t breathe. I’m not saying I “have difficulty breathing,” I seriously CAN’T BREATHE. Sometimes I choke in the night and wake up long about two or three in the morning strangling on a throat full of goo. It really, really sucks, and has prevented me from getting any sleep at all to speak of in almost a month.
SO, I did everything right . . . I take a sickday, abutted on a weekened, and coke myself up on nyquil, orange juice, and zycam (this is about the 10th or so) and sleep as much as possible and eat good over the three days, and it goes away a little (see happy not sick entry from the 15th) . . . but over the last week, it’s been creeping back, worse and worse.
THIS COLD IS LIKE DARKMAN! WHY WON’T THIS THING JUST FUCKING DIE!
I don’t know . . . it could have something to do with working 6 days a week at five in the morning. Or SIX in the morning, as was the case this morning . . .I need to rest long enough for it to go away, but my life conspires to make it impossible (we lost several employees abruptly and are all already pulling quite a bit of overtime) but that’s a whole ‘nother whiny rant.
Anyway, comment fast, becasue I’ll probably delete this in a couple hours, as it is whiny and goo-realated. I just needed to type it.
Also, I haven’t been playing poker, and it sucks.
edit: This guy? Bad ass.
Lyric for the Day:
Was she sent down from the heavens above
Her breath pure as whiskey my heart fell in love
Now the devil is courtin’ a different tune
And I laugh as the tears was the rain
-Flogging Molly, May the Living Be Dead in our Wake
bronchitis? I’ll bet the room you work in is pretty cold, too, isn’t it?
Have you considered maybe SEEING A DOCTOR????
Try covering yourself in urine. Then making a necklace of chicken feathers.
You need antibiotics, darling. When it won’t go away like that, Nyquil and Zycam aren’t going to cut it. Could be bronchitis or a chest infection. You need to see a doctor.
They’ll give you 5 days of something and you’ll be fine.
Hmmm…do you have a McDoctor in your area? Like a Care Station or something of the sort, where you just walk in? They loooove giving out antibiotics.
The Conquistador painting sounds…interesting.
I flogged my Molly once, but I had trouble walking for a few hours so now she just gets a light spanking.
Hope you feel better soon. Say, you should start spitting out the goo and not swallowing it. I know that goes against everything you’ve been taught, but try it.
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Awwww… get well soon? You should probably get some antibiotics.
Sounds like SARS to me
well it really only took me an hour cuz i wanted it to sound believable( alot of it is true cept for the whole dying thing, i really do have a weak immune system and stuff like that) but like i didn’t twant to make it sound funny or joking(which being serious is a hard thing to do….for me) so yea, other then that that is the only reason why it took so long
I hope you feel better soon. Take LBoogey’s advice and see a doctor.