Bronchitis is the devil.
I’m convinced and you can not change my mind.
I’d rather be attacked by a pig and have swine flu than this.
At least I can breathe when I have the flu.
As it stands I have a nice little wheezing noise with every breath I take, my head feels like a field full of cotton fluff and I can’t, for the life of me, breathe out of my nose.
I might also mention that my temperature is up, my cloths are sticking to me, my body is one giant shaking ache and I’m a tad bit disoriented.
I do not like bronchitis sam I am, I can not eat your green eggs and ham. I would make a valiant attempt but I’m afraid I would die from lack of oxygen.
Ah the joys of the sick season… fuck you bronchitis!
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that really sucks. my sister gets it too like…every year.
Comment by Jenny thesocalledme.net on June 2nd, 2009 @ 1:35 pm