yinepus_brat | (no subject)

Bad enough that the house felt cold as hell and I couldn't sleep at all because my joints hurt so bad and I WAS COLD DARNIT so I went to clean out my car and ended up sleeping in it instead. Bad enough that I was STILL cold so while in said car I covered myself in jackets and shirts in attempt to get warm. Bad enough that I coughed so hard I rocked the car several times, during the several hours I attempted to sleep in said car. But no, my roomies had to drag me off to the ER in pink fuzzy slippers! Oh the shame, the horror, the living hell of going to one's own ER in the hospital where one works in green quilted flannel and pink fuzzy slippers. My only saving grace was that most of them didn't recognize me. Yes, I really did look that bad.

I'll never be able to live this one down. Never.

And yes, have that upper respiratory thingie, and was told I needed to sleep (but not in a closed car) and rest and liquids and antibiotics. And you know, they kept asking me if I smoked but I don't, ok? Don't do it, never done it (ok, may have inhaled on occasion when copious amounts of alcohol was involved, but never picked up the habit and all). Apparently this thing is worse if you smoke or are around it.

Grrrrrrrrrrrr.