Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Monday, March 13, 2006

At Least It Isn't TB

I have had a head cold for about a week and a half now. After the wedding weekend it had moved from my head to my chest and I developed a pretty nasty sounding cough. I was going to see the doctor last week but my coworker was out and we were hideously busy. I took it easy this weekend but still woke up this morning with a fever over 101. So I emailed in sick and got an appointment for the afternoon.

Turns out I have walking pneumonia. I feel as though I have been beaten, my body is on fire and I get tired walking from room to room. My temp is still pretty high and I've been sleeping all day even with the shot he gave me and both meds. Figures this would happen when the weather is so incredibly nice outside.

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