Aaaarrrrrrggghhhhhh!
As much as I hate to sound like a whiny bastard, I just don’t feel good.
Dry cough, watery eyes, runny nose, achy joints. Lots of phlegm. Mucus. Chunky lung-butter (oh, I know, too much information – it’s my bitch, so deal with it).
Been this way for a week, more or less.
“You should go to the doctor,” a co-worker said.
I know exactly what he’d say: “Get plenty of rest, drink lots of fluids, avoid being strenuous for a bit.”
“What if it’s bronchitis?” she asked.
“Get plenty of rest, drink lots of fluids, avoid being strenuous for a bit.”
“He doesn’t seem like a very good doctor, he should give you some pills,” she said.
Which is exactly why I like my GP – and find it only necessary to go see him when I get into massive amounts of poison oak every spring, to which he injects into my supple ass a big syringe of prednisone.
He doesn’t coddle me, and I don’t care to be coddled.
I just want to feel better. Right now.
Colds simply cramp my fucking style.
And I’m getting ready to waste another perfectly good weekend.
Uhhg.
Dry cough, watery eyes, runny nose, achy joints. Lots of phlegm. Mucus. Chunky lung-butter (oh, I know, too much information – it’s my bitch, so deal with it).
Been this way for a week, more or less.
“You should go to the doctor,” a co-worker said.
I know exactly what he’d say: “Get plenty of rest, drink lots of fluids, avoid being strenuous for a bit.”
“What if it’s bronchitis?” she asked.
“Get plenty of rest, drink lots of fluids, avoid being strenuous for a bit.”
“He doesn’t seem like a very good doctor, he should give you some pills,” she said.
Which is exactly why I like my GP – and find it only necessary to go see him when I get into massive amounts of poison oak every spring, to which he injects into my supple ass a big syringe of prednisone.
He doesn’t coddle me, and I don’t care to be coddled.
I just want to feel better. Right now.
Colds simply cramp my fucking style.
And I’m getting ready to waste another perfectly good weekend.
Uhhg.
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