dammit
so, yesterday i went to work for a half day for the first time in a week and a half. it was okay. i was coughing, but it wasn't crazy. i went to bar hop birthday (observed)--bar hop convention for a while. i didn't drink. i was home by 8:30.
i watched the obama infomercial. it was lovely.
then i started coughing. like coughing so much i was afraid i was going to throw up.
and, you guys, i think i did it again. i think fractured a rib AGAIN. it's better than last year, as it is more off to the side, so i can lie down and sit up without wanting to cry. maybe it's just bruised? please? it's not like there is anything i can do for it either way. sigh.
now i am in a complete zen mode of willing myself not to cough. i've got a couple of hours of stuff i have to do at work today and then i am out of here.
sometimes i very much hate my body.
i watched the obama infomercial. it was lovely.
then i started coughing. like coughing so much i was afraid i was going to throw up.
and, you guys, i think i did it again. i think fractured a rib AGAIN. it's better than last year, as it is more off to the side, so i can lie down and sit up without wanting to cry. maybe it's just bruised? please? it's not like there is anything i can do for it either way. sigh.
now i am in a complete zen mode of willing myself not to cough. i've got a couple of hours of stuff i have to do at work today and then i am out of here.
sometimes i very much hate my body.