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May 01, 2009 02:48

Story of my day: cough, wheeze, shiver, repeat.

I'm so tired. But I don't want to go to bed yet. I don't want to lie down because it's harder to breathe lying down. I don't want to crawl into bed with Nate and then wake him up all night while my lungs do everything in their power to crawl up my throat and into my mouth.

I'm not, like, sick sick. If that makes any sense. I just feel tired. The wheezing's the only thing really bugging me. I could handle the coughs and mini fevers. I just want to breathe.

On a more positive note, I haven't smoked a cigarette in over 24 hours now. Even after thinking about them all day and watching tv while smoking was happening. Even when Nate rolled and smoked one in front of me. Actually, it's pretty easy to pretend to quit while the thought of pouring more toxin into your overworking lungs makes you sputter and gag.

I think I'm going to go shower now.

Night world.

cough, smoking, cold, quitting, sick

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