Dying, Again

Uggggggggggh, all day yesterday I had an annoying cough.  When I got home, I laid down on the bed for a while, and watched the rest of Robin Williams on Broadway that Tanya had brought me.  Around 6, I got a text from NG1 saying he was soooooooo sorry and he wouldn't be able to hang out and that something came up that he just had to take care of..... I was pretty bummed to say the least but also kinda relieved that I could just lay there in my big comfy bed all night and feel crappy.

under the weather

I slept with pj's on, the heater on, and my humidifier... took some antibiotics, cough syrup with codeine, and woke up this morning, still feeling crappy. My chest hurts, every breath I take, my lungs ache, and when I DO have to cough, it hurts even more. I've got this sexy 900 # raspy voice going on though.

The only thing that sucks about living alone now, is that I have no one to take care of me when I'm sick and dying. Ugh, gonna be a fun day of work.