Friday, May 2nd, 2008 03:05 pm
oh please, you have got to be kidding
Yes, officially sick. Low fever, coughing, sneezing, congestion, bitterness. No lethargy yet, just very tired. Still hungry, good thing. It seems I will be sleeping sitting up for the next few days. This in a lot of ways sucks. It would suck more if I hadn't recognized it, I suppose, and kept taking allergy meds, since that's quite a waste of time.
I'm just going to say it--if this ends up pneumonia, I have no pride. I want a TV. And lipgloss. The universe and my lungs owe me this. I can't even figure out how it started, to be honest. I testing my breathing weekly and I know three days ago there wasn't any change. Yesterday I woke up with a headache and a cough and sneezing (sneezing is good! Or so they say).
So far, just general ick. I need to find my inhaler. And here it is. Just thinking about steroids again makes my entire body rebel.
...seriously. It's been since September. It's been a year since the last time I had five doctors tell me they didn't know what was wrong with me. I do not like this. I want it to stop. I want a fucking pony.
And that ends self-pity. For now. You who are new--wow, you might want to scan for anything where I mention bodily fluids for a bit and skip. It's deeply boring.
In other news--er. I have a pretty robe to wear this time? That makes it better?
How long does an inhaler last? Is six months old too old? Does my body understand I do not have time for this?
I'm just going to say it--if this ends up pneumonia, I have no pride. I want a TV. And lipgloss. The universe and my lungs owe me this. I can't even figure out how it started, to be honest. I testing my breathing weekly and I know three days ago there wasn't any change. Yesterday I woke up with a headache and a cough and sneezing (sneezing is good! Or so they say).
So far, just general ick. I need to find my inhaler. And here it is. Just thinking about steroids again makes my entire body rebel.
...seriously. It's been since September. It's been a year since the last time I had five doctors tell me they didn't know what was wrong with me. I do not like this. I want it to stop. I want a fucking pony.
And that ends self-pity. For now. You who are new--wow, you might want to scan for anything where I mention bodily fluids for a bit and skip. It's deeply boring.
In other news--er. I have a pretty robe to wear this time? That makes it better?
How long does an inhaler last? Is six months old too old? Does my body understand I do not have time for this?
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It's like a PSA in here
From:Speaking as a long-time asthmatic with a pretty good grip on the problem at this point (at long last!), I strongly suggest you curb mucous production by cutting out all dairy products. This means no cheese, no ice cream, not even a splash 'o milk in your coffee or tea. Dairy is a killer for people with respiratory problems.
If you are on birth control pills, you should know that some of them cause mucous to thicken, and that can tip you over into asthma (always read the fine print, baby; I had bronchial pneumonia TWICE in one year very possibly due to my wonderful birth control pills, damn them.)
You don't really want a pony, do you? They poop on your pink, heart-shaped rug and nibble the wire on your princess phone if you keep 'em in the bedroom, plus you might be allergic to horsie-hair!
Hope you feel better soon.
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