Bleah

So… my sore throat became full on germ infestation.  I had a horrible asthma attack.  And went to the ER.

Sigh.

The ER gave me massive amounts of making-me-breathe medicine, which then made me have violent tremors in my whole body, so they had to give me massive amounts of other drugs to stop that from happening…  Seriously, this happens every time, and I tell them, and they say, “Well, you have to breathe…”

How unreasonable.

Now Sir is being a weird combination of strict and hovering.

But I feel like shit, so I don’t really have enough energy to care.

I’m going to bed, but I didn’t want to go two days without posting, since, you know, I already feel like a failure for one day… plus the seven I haven’t made up for yet…  :/

But my lungs feel like I breathed steel wool.  So… Perfectionism can get fucked and I’m going to bed.

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