Dear god. There's sick and then there's "please someone stick me with a plasma grenade from Halo and get it over with." That's where I am.
Saturday night I come home from work and feel fine. I get some needed writing done, and start playing Halo. About 20 minutes into the session, I start feeling sick. Like, rapidly heading downhill by the minute. Sunday morning and afternoon was spent in the hospital. I woke up about 4 AM and my cough had caused so much pain in my chest, I could barely breathe. Here it is on Tuesday and I've slept maybe a total of three hours over the past two nights because of this crap.
I'm headed to the doctor again this afternoon to get something that my actually help because the hospital meds sure as hell didn't. I just took another freelance job too and I haven't even started. I can barely stay awake to type this, yet I can't sleep either because this damn cough doesn't let me.
