And now, the conclusion.
The reason I'm posting this at 11:50am on a Wednesday morning... well.... settle down, children, and I shall tell you a tale.
I've already mentioned previously the rotten chest infection I've got, right? Today was... pretty bad.
I found out - the hard way - that moving at any speed more taxing than a cheery stroll sends me into a coughing fit, so trying to catch my bus with three large packages, a rebellious umbrella and a coat that can't make it's fucking mind up......... was less than fun.
I missed my bus, and standing in the rain (the umbrella was small, so I had to choose between keeping myself dry, or the boxes. The boxes won.) didnt help my chest. By the time I got to the office I honestly couldn't breathe. I've felt like there were lumps in my throat for a few days now, but never interfering with my breathing in a serious way.
This was different though. My hands were shaking and I started getting pins and needles in my nose and the roof of my mouth.
As it turns out, this tingling was a sign that I had TOO MUCH oxygen going in, because I was hyperventilating, but at the time I thought I was dying. XD
This, inevitabley, led to me having one of the worst panic attacks I can remember, and mum took me to the hospital.
By the time we got up there, all my coughing and choking had dislodged the FUCKING MASSIVE lump of gross whatever, so when I finally saw the nurses I just looked like a panicking fool. XD They talked me down and gave me a cup of tea and told me to go home and not go back to work for the rest of the day.
So here I am.
OH AND I LEFT THE FUCKING PACKAGES AT THE FUCKING OFFICE WHERE I CAN'T MOTHERFUCKING POST THEM UNTIL TOMORROW RAAAWWWWRRRRR.
I've already mentioned previously the rotten chest infection I've got, right? Today was... pretty bad.
I found out - the hard way - that moving at any speed more taxing than a cheery stroll sends me into a coughing fit, so trying to catch my bus with three large packages, a rebellious umbrella and a coat that can't make it's fucking mind up......... was less than fun.
I missed my bus, and standing in the rain (the umbrella was small, so I had to choose between keeping myself dry, or the boxes. The boxes won.) didnt help my chest. By the time I got to the office I honestly couldn't breathe. I've felt like there were lumps in my throat for a few days now, but never interfering with my breathing in a serious way.
This was different though. My hands were shaking and I started getting pins and needles in my nose and the roof of my mouth.
As it turns out, this tingling was a sign that I had TOO MUCH oxygen going in, because I was hyperventilating, but at the time I thought I was dying. XD
This, inevitabley, led to me having one of the worst panic attacks I can remember, and mum took me to the hospital.
By the time we got up there, all my coughing and choking had dislodged the FUCKING MASSIVE lump of gross whatever, so when I finally saw the nurses I just looked like a panicking fool. XD They talked me down and gave me a cup of tea and told me to go home and not go back to work for the rest of the day.
So here I am.
OH AND I LEFT THE FUCKING PACKAGES AT THE FUCKING OFFICE WHERE I CAN'T MOTHERFUCKING POST THEM UNTIL TOMORROW RAAAWWWWRRRRR.