Where I want to be.

I'm poorly & I keep going on about it. I'm that sort of person. I want attention when I'm not feeling well. Of course, I've not actually told anyone I live with that I'm sick.

 

This is totally gross, but I skyped my Dad earlier (NOT THAT HE REPLIED) & said:

Dude, I just totally threw up. Luckily I was standing by my sink when it happened, but it was disgusting nonetheless. SO, I have a fever, a strange mixture of both a chesty & dry cough, a sore throat, a runny nose, partial loss of voice due to sore throat, & now nausea & vomiting.

 

Awesome.

 

Also, I think while throwing up I probably expelled my cough medicine which I'd only taken a little bit earlier, but I don't want to take it again in case I overdose & get drowsy.

 

Obviously I'm the picture of health. I'm taking nurofen to lower the fever, cough medicine (for the cough, obviously), this antiseptic throat spray that numbs your throat (& tongue, if you have a really bad aim & keep spraying it there), & then strepsils. My MedRen seminar tutor saw me in the lecture today & gave me cough sweets. I thought that was nice of her.

 

I keep falling asleep, & then flushing between shivering cold & boiling hot. It hurts to breathe, & I can only take little short breaths. When I go outside it's even worse. I feel like I'm on the verge of an asthma attack. I'm gasping for breath, & the cold makes it hurt so much more. I have to slow my walk down to a snail's pace otherwise I really can't get enough breath. It's so painful to breathe when I go outside that I'm constantly on the verge of tears. It's horrific. My asthma has always been much worse in extreme cold (I have a particularly vivid memory of being in my old bedroom - so I must have been younger than 13 - & waking up one morning & just gasping & gasping for breath until I felt like I was able to get up). My Mom dismisses this claim. Thing is, I rarely ever bother with an inhaler unless it's really cold, so the surgery thinks I don't need them anymore. I do, I just usually take my Mom's. So now I don't have an inhaler, & I'm very much against going to our local surgery (I will never forgive them for their unprofessional behaviour) & I've not bothered to sign up to the health centre here. I've avoided the doctor's so long I didn't think there was much point.

 

Anyway, I'm coughing away again & struggling for breath still. Also, I can only really breathe through my mouth because of this cold, which is drying my throat out & making it even more sore. My lips are so painful but I don't want to use any of my nice lip balms on them because then they'll be germy.

 

I have an extension on my essay due in tomorrow, which is great because I've literally just been spending my time in a darkened room (light is seriously painful right about now).

 

My Mom called me earlier when I text her to tell her the latest development in my illness (because everyone should know), which I thought was nice of her.

 

I have to go out for 2 hours tonight, but I think it's going to make me so much worse. It's going to be so cold, & I'm going to struggle to breathe, & it's going to hurt to cough & breathe, & I'll be sneezing, & really I'll just want a hot shower & bed.

 

The really annoying thing is that I'd planned some nice things this week - shopping in Birmingham, the Christmas Party, - & I'm going to be ill the whole way through!

Done