I had a doctor's appointment this morning for my allergy and asthma, and I thought I was over my cold, but the breathing tests were really, really depressing. I'm back down to just 66% of my lung capacity even after a nebulizer with long and short-term drugs. With the asthma I've been having lately, and the cold, maybe that's the cause, and the doc took a look at me and said, "There's still an active infection going on back here, how about we give you an antibiotic?"
So I now have that, AND another asthma/lung capacity drug, and I'm oddly depressed.
I mean... I should be happy that we're addressing it, and that when I got back in two weeks, I'll probably be better off, but part of me was feeling all right, you know? And to have it brought to light that I'm really, really NOT all right just... bleh.
I should just write it off as more experience or something.
And, yeah, in case anyone wanted to know. When I read a fic that has Ukitake whining, "Why me?" in it, I want to hit something. Really, really hard. Just so you know, because it is the stupidest question in the world, and solves nothing if he gets an answer, and only serves to take energy away from what can be done. I'm okay if he's angry or depressed at a setback or just tired, but that particular phrase really sets me off. He's a fighter, damnit, not a whiner. Thank you.
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