Oh, for crying out loud.
Sep. 26th, 2007 04:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
changelingSo. I've been sick for the last seven weeks or so. Maybe eight; I don't remember. I had pleurisy, and then the pleural rub settled down but the pain stayed and got a bit worse, and I was told I had costochondritis, an inflammation of the rib cartilage.
On Sunday I woke up with a cold. It's a bastard one, with a bit of a cough and a sore throat that's like the aftermath of a broken-glass shot chased with barbed wire.
This is not freaking fair. All I want is a working immune system that doesn't behave like the stool pigeon in a Guy Ritchie film, always about to get the shit kicked out of it by someone new. OK, and muscles that didn't constantly seize up in a rictus of pain. But that has at least been a little better since last week.
On Sunday I woke up with a cold. It's a bastard one, with a bit of a cough and a sore throat that's like the aftermath of a broken-glass shot chased with barbed wire.
This is not freaking fair. All I want is a working immune system that doesn't behave like the stool pigeon in a Guy Ritchie film, always about to get the shit kicked out of it by someone new. OK, and muscles that didn't constantly seize up in a rictus of pain. But that has at least been a little better since last week.