� And it goes on.... � 2005-06-09 � 10:00 p.m. �
I am the illness that never ends...
Blair has been hounding me to see a doctor... finally tonight I gave in. Looks like (and I won't know for sure until tests come back) that I have whooping cough. And here I thought that was burried with cholera. I guess not.
I'm on antibiotics ANYWAY because the doctor I saw said she'd be shocked to death if swabs came back negative and in the meantime she doesn't want me to go around spreading it any longer.
I see it as... I've had it for a month, what's another week? But she seemed to disagree... for the health of others she wants to be on the safe side.
I had the world's worst swab to test for it too... a q-tip on a piece of 20 guage wire.... I may or may not have said the f word as I felt the wire poke through my eye. Sweet jesus, I have no idea who comes up with these torture tools and calls them "tests"... I guess whooping cough lives in the nasal passage where your passage meets your throat... but I really think for as hard as they poked that up there and then twisted it down, it would have been MUCH easier poking straight up the other end... maybe a q-tip on a clothes hanger would work.
That's the story.... Some people spend their whole lives wondering what their purpose is... *haha* Mine doesn't take much guessing... host for old people diseases.
Oh and the best part of it.... I could have this cough for the better part of 6 months. Sounds like fun.
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