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I don't think I have ever been so frustrated in my life. I've lost my voice almost entirely, and every time I think it's coming back I feel like I have to clear my throat and that just makes me lose it again. I don't know how I'm supposed to wait on any customers tomorrow which is the perfect excuse for me cause I can just stay upstairs all day. But I swear it was so nice around here earlier. As soon as my mother comes home what I was watching on TV was changed immediately to the fucking OC, I'm told to get out of the living room cause she has to prop up her aching leg, gee that's what you have a bed for. But what's she doing, still at this moment running around the house on that supposed gimp leg doing nothing but stupid shit that can wait. So now my comfy place on the couch where I could actually prop myself up to be able to breathe easier, is now gone. Five minutes later she says she'll just go watch tv in the guest room after I've already moved everything I had into my room. Now I'm stuck in my stuffy ass 100 degree room which I've been stuck in for days now and I'm getting really sick of. I can't get comfortable and I can't breathe. And people still think I want to talk. Five seconds after I crawled in bed propped up on about three pillows, mom comes in to chat about properties. I can't fucking talk...leave me alone...i don't want to talk, it hurts to talk, and all I want is some damn sleep which I haven't gotten for two days. After everybody goes to bed I'm reclaiming my couch and sleeping out there. Oh yeah and stupid doctor lady never told me what's wrong with me, handed me some damn antibiotic I'm probably not going to keep taking because after how many times of telling them I can't swallow pills, they tell me I'm allergic to everything else or it will set off my colitis. So sudafed and my three boxes of tissues will have to do. End of rant. Just don't make me talk although I'm sure you wouldn't want me to by now.