So, yesterday at around 9am my throat got this slight itch. My exact thoughts were: "Uh oh!"
And, of course, the slope of this throat pain has progressed positively, as if on an X and Y axis.
Where My Pain Is A Penguin On Skis
Judging by my workmate's hacking cough that logs in at about 135 decibels, I'm not in for anything good.
And, although I've payed over a thousand dollars towards health insurance since I started work, I haven't gone to the doctor at all. I can't help that I'm immune to all sicknesses that escalate to the point of needing prescription medicine.
Plus, I don't have the conman skills enough to get the doctor to give me any good medicine, a la
purple drank. So, it's moot anyway.
I would grin and bear it, but unfortunately I have to run 13.3 miles in a row on Sunday morning. My thoughts, again: Uh oh!
So, in summary, I have a problem with no real resolution except counting on my immune system to STEP IT'S GAME UP and keep me going. We'll see how it goes.
Oh, yeah...
Album of the Week: Funeral by
Arcade FireI learned about this from my love Mindy Kaling's blog. It's really incredible.
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