I’m a Master, a freaking Master…

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… at getting sick.  I guess I can blame it on the Remicade and the 6mp but fuuuuuck.  This is enough, I want to be healthy again.  This time around, first of the year I suppose, I managed to get Bronchitis accompanied by Pleurisy.  Oh fun stuff, let me tell you.  Honestly, it’s not that bad, not any worse than the 3 bouts of bronchitis last year or the pneumonia or walking pneumonia.  It just hurts to breathe dammit.

It’s annoying though, it is.  It seems like as soon as I get over one cold, I get another, if I don’t get over it quickly it migrates into my lungs and settles in there.  If I’m not sick with a cold, it seems like my Crohns acts up. *Shrugs*  Ah well, I guess one benefit is that it has taught me to appreciate the healthy-feel-good days much more.

So today?  Since I spent the entire morning at the doctor’s office (with a doctor closer to my age than my father’s,  who spent equal time talking about my meds/disease and Tattoos.) I’m going to be relaxing for the rest of the day.  Which almost irritates me more than being sick.  I really enjoy getting a full paycheck, but since I/Noodle was sick a couple of weeks ago, I haven’t seen one in a while.  This paycheck will be full, but the next one?  Not so much.  It’s amazing when you break down your paycheck and realize how much you make each day, makes it that much harder not to just go in and tough it out.

Stupid adult responsibilities.  Stupid adult bills.

Whatever, so both Noodle and I are curled up in my bed.  Laptops (her’s a V Reader) on laps.  This shall be a day of relaxation… as soon as I stop thinking about my dirty laundry pile.

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5 thoughts on “I’m a Master, a freaking Master…

  1. Screw the laundry, you should be so lucky it would go away. Since I’m unemployed wish I lived close and would come over make you homemade chicken noodle soup, grilled cheese and do your laundry for you! Since I don’t….I’m sending healing energy and holding you in God’s loves to help heal you! Stay tough!

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