...I'm not Kanye.
I meant to post this yesterday, but I was sidetracked by a number of things.
So my birthday was on Friday. As was
sinonymity,
amezri. I celebrate all month though, so never fear, you are not late with birthday wishes.
I went to the ER Thursday evening because the mild summer flu I thought I had - didn't go away and turned out to be my old archenemy, "acute bronchitis." I had bronchitis earlier this year, in the first cycle of rain in South Korea, and the pattern repeated itself. Only this time it's in the last stretch of the rainy season, it's high summer and the humidity is at gross levels and I basically feel way worse.
I got antibiotics and juk to tide me over this time. The doctor gave me a battery of tests to make sure I didn't have tuberculosis. Which I didn't. Which is a relief. How does one even contract tuberculosis - it's so foreign to me.