It can only get better from here, right.... My bad days are few and far between, but when they are bad, they are BAAAAAD.
First off, I have had a hellacious cough for a few weeks now. And it has, in the past week, become very bad. I started having coughing spasms so bad that I couldnt breath. My mom tried to get me to go to the ER, but of course I refused. So I made a doctor appointment yesterday.
Went in, got meds and an inhaler for my cough, had blood drawn...which the woman botched... she took it from a vein almost on the side of my arm(very close to my skin) and didnt do it right, so now i have a giant blue bruise with purple spots in it... it hurts so bad...
Then I go out to my car... there is a note on it... i am thinking I got a ticket... nope!! The person next to me opened their door and dinged the hell out of mine... the left me a note and their phone number in case I wanted to ask any questions... which was nice, but damn!!! i called her when i got home, she said her son did it getting out of their vehicle, whatever.
I go lay down for a while to rest, after about an hour long nap, I sit up and as soon as I do I start coughing. Every time I breathed inward, it burned and caused me to start coughing. I tried to take my inhaler, which everytime I inhaled the meds, I would start coughing, so that was pointless, so i just went and laid back down on my bed and cried, and 'tried' to breath. I finally fell asleep again.
And to top everything off... my freaking computer finally croaked!!!! It had been working okay for a couple weeks, but it completly stopped working and started beeping at me... had my mother not taken me out of the house to go get another one, i probably would have stood in there with a baseball bat and beat the hell out of, that was just the mood I was in. I went and got a new hard drive, and got everything re-installed. Almost.
The only good thing was, the day before yesterday I had been typing up a term paper all day. I was so thankful that it waited until yesterday to go out, because I would have lost so much work.
The only good thing about me being so sick is I can barely smoke, I still cough whether I smoke or not, so i figure what the hell, right.
I only had 6 cigs yesterday, compared to my usually 20 or so. So I am assuming that was a big part of my major biotchiness.
Today my cough is no better, I woke up this morning doing the same thing I did yesterday, coughing everytime I took a breath in.
I hate being sick.
I am sorry I am complaining and stuff. Just needed to vent. I am just ready to cut my head off.
First off, I have had a hellacious cough for a few weeks now. And it has, in the past week, become very bad. I started having coughing spasms so bad that I couldnt breath. My mom tried to get me to go to the ER, but of course I refused. So I made a doctor appointment yesterday.
Went in, got meds and an inhaler for my cough, had blood drawn...which the woman botched... she took it from a vein almost on the side of my arm(very close to my skin) and didnt do it right, so now i have a giant blue bruise with purple spots in it... it hurts so bad...
Then I go out to my car... there is a note on it... i am thinking I got a ticket... nope!! The person next to me opened their door and dinged the hell out of mine... the left me a note and their phone number in case I wanted to ask any questions... which was nice, but damn!!! i called her when i got home, she said her son did it getting out of their vehicle, whatever.
I go lay down for a while to rest, after about an hour long nap, I sit up and as soon as I do I start coughing. Every time I breathed inward, it burned and caused me to start coughing. I tried to take my inhaler, which everytime I inhaled the meds, I would start coughing, so that was pointless, so i just went and laid back down on my bed and cried, and 'tried' to breath. I finally fell asleep again.
And to top everything off... my freaking computer finally croaked!!!! It had been working okay for a couple weeks, but it completly stopped working and started beeping at me... had my mother not taken me out of the house to go get another one, i probably would have stood in there with a baseball bat and beat the hell out of, that was just the mood I was in. I went and got a new hard drive, and got everything re-installed. Almost.
The only good thing was, the day before yesterday I had been typing up a term paper all day. I was so thankful that it waited until yesterday to go out, because I would have lost so much work.
The only good thing about me being so sick is I can barely smoke, I still cough whether I smoke or not, so i figure what the hell, right.
I only had 6 cigs yesterday, compared to my usually 20 or so. So I am assuming that was a big part of my major biotchiness.
Today my cough is no better, I woke up this morning doing the same thing I did yesterday, coughing everytime I took a breath in.
I hate being sick.
I am sorry I am complaining and stuff. Just needed to vent. I am just ready to cut my head off.