ive been really sick the last week and a half…lymphnodes have been marbles…a cough that has been getting progressively worse…i got a doctor appointment in 3 hours, it’s more of a formality, get the bad news, find out how many weeks i have left…
i just spent 6 hours laying in bed, coughing, writhing in pain, wishing i had made a appointment last week…i know im being a bit of a drama queen but i feel bad…not just bad, like bad bad….
i want to apologize for everything bad i’ve done…i know im going to be waking up in flames tomorrow.
it’s been over 24 hours since i last slept…not even tired…watching one last sun rise while i type this…
it’s kinda weird how being sick for a week and a half really puts things into perspective as far as where we are in the world…either the doctor is gonna tell me really bad news or say “here just take this and you’ll be straight in a few days” and i’ll go back to my evil ways…i couldn’t imagine feeling this awful and the only way out is waiting for a slow death….technology for the win…antibiotics for the win…progress for the win…
i just gotta hold out 3 more hours or show up at oschner with a cardboard sign that says WILL EAT PUSSY FOR ANTIBIOTICS
okay thats the whiskey talking
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