So here is a pic
Six days into this I feeling horribe I finally decided to run to the doctor.
I hate going to the doctor and paying to have them tell me to rest and drink fluids. I already KNOW that. If I am going to bother with the trip and the co-pay I want to make sure I've got something impressive.
Though this may not be a positive trait I'd rather hear,
"I can't believe you waited this long to come in!" than
"You came in for this?"
That is if we are discussing me as the patient, if we're discussing my Things, the rules of evidence are different and Mr. Man, well... he has his own deal going.
Anyway, I am much better now, and my breathe is WAY better.
Just in time for school.
I have an obsession for school/office supplies that is way beyond unhealthy. Back to school time for me is like New Year's to alcoholics. Oh yeah, baby. YEAH!