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Bronchial Spasms

20.11.06

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I love being sick. I really do. Not only does being sick mean that you are sick, but it also means that everything is a mission. Everything becomes an effort. Work becomes more hard work than it's worth and things are just dull. I hate being sick. Am i contradicting myself? Ah, I'm sick, its excusable. I love being sick, you get to use that stupid excuse as if being sick makes you stupid. You already are stupid, you moron, being sick doesn't make you more stupid!

Anyways, I have bronchitis (Acute bronchitis is an infection of the bronchial (say: “brawn-kee-ull”) tree) which has not been cured and has now turned in to Bronchial Spasms. That means that my back is in spasm, unbelievable pain, excruciating and unbearable muscle irritation which makes me very, very unhappy.

Now one can only imagine that being this sick means that work stops. It doesn't. Life is grand. Sickness or health and I'm not even married!

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posted by Nic, 9:34 PM

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