Coughing Heads

Would that I had something other to talk about... but having been sick for over a month now, I've got nothing. Well, I have an appointment with a pulmonologist mid-week. So I expect to be better by then.

second verse, same as the first

I've been sick with some evil bacteria or virus since Oct. 5th. We've tried it evict it with antibiotics and steroids, I fucking hate steroids. Did I mention that I hate taking steroids? Because I do. They make The Crayzee, that I sometimes have to drag out back and chain to the tree, look domesticated.

Steroids make me bat-shit-crayzee. They put me on an emotional ride that I do. Not. Want. Also, they make my husband even more miserable because he's the one that has to deal with me and our home is too small and cluttered for either of us to really get away from the other. Next time they try to give me steroids I'm going to insist that they also give me Xanax or something. Either that or I'm going on a strict margarita diet.

Tomorrow I see a M.D. again. At least she doesn't seem scared of me. That's always a plus. I don't know why I've been having all this trouble with breathing... I have gotten some better, but then it starts to come back and I'm just not getting enough oxygen.

I'll try to update this more often so you don't have to wonder if I've crawled off and died. I don't have any plans to in the near future... just so you know.