There's Always Vodka

Unless I drank it all. In that case, we'll need some more.


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Damn you, internet doctors.

It’s 3:30 in the morning and I can’t sleep because every time I lay down I start coughing until it seems like I will choke to death. It isn’t fun. I’ve been sick for a month. Just when I started getting over the Flu, I caught something else. It’s so not fair.

Yesterday I made the mistake of going on WebMD to check my symptoms. Not a good idea. Apparently I have EVERYTHING from Pneumonia to cancer. Thanks a lot, fake internet doctor.

When I do manage to sleep a little, I have very vivid dreams and some nightmares. I call them fever dreams, because I always have them when I’m ill. I had one such nightmare yesterday. It was the kind that makes you bolt out of bed in a panic, gasping for breath. I can’t actually remember it now, like so many dreams, but I know it freaked me out. Funny enough, the only part of it I do remember is me looking in a mirror and seeing my hairstyle. It looked pretty good; I’ll have to remember to describe it to my hairstylist.

 

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