For whatever crawled it's way into my lung and made itself at home, to vacate. I made sure to let it know it wasn't welcome. It did not listen. Now I sit here in the big chair once again wheezing and coughing and gurgling. This sucks!
I think this one has pushed me over the edge. I am convinced that my butt is now the shape of this chair. I am also convinced that come better weather I will have to roll out the door in order to get anywhere....... Or, maybe crawl, or slither, or scoot. That should go over well with the neighbors!
Oh well, sickness sucks, and whining doesn't do anything to make it better, but I am fed up and ready to move on now, just wish my body would be ready to.