In November of 2003 i was sicker than i haver ever been, I had gotten a virus which turned into the flu and pink eye. it was straight up nasty and i hoped i never got it again but as luck would have it....
On weds of last week i was feeling sort of sluggish, nothing specificly wrong but I just felt out of sorts. On thursday i had developed that gewwy sick taste in my mouth... you know that dry, stail taste...the one where u lick ur lips and make that disgusted, squinty eyed face, and u cant wait to spit... if u dont know what im talking about i really have to question if u have ever been sick. Anyway, i also had what physicians may call a "minor sore throat", but looking back at it now..it was like the opening of the gates to hell... On friday.."the most fun day of the week" i became inreasingly ill, with aches and pains that complimented a now throbbing sore throat and ear ache. Now that brings us to saturday. On Sat morning my head popped off the pillow when i heard meatloaf playing on my clock radio...from there i knew it was gonna be a bad day...my throat was feeling much better though..probably cuz i downed half a bottle of niquil cold and flu and had sucked on halls cough drops like a baby on a pasifier. So i got dressed, took some more cough drops and rushed to work. My normal sat coworker wasnt there so i knew id be the head nigga-in charge but thats not exactly a position im cofy/cozy with. Well whatever, the day was going.slow and as the day progressed i felt more ill. Finally its closing time- im almost ready to go...closed the register, bout to fix some loose ends b4 i bizounce when all of a sudden a woman comes in and is hell bent on signing up her kids for lessons. Ugghhhhh, ok we're closed but ill put it through, so after searching forever to meet her stringent requirements... i got her on her merry way. Just then i feel my eyes become watery..i realized i hadda go home...so in a rush i finish my lose ends...and head home. As soon as i get home i take a nap and wake up with pink-eye!!! it was hell. The worst part is the dr.s office was closed on sunday so i hada ruff it out till monday.... Fast foward to monday after my class...i drove to the drs office. a 5 oclock appointment turned into a 2 and a half hr wait. And i can go on a whole rant on how i hate the waiting room (b/c if ur not that sick b4 u see the dr by the time ur outta the waiting room u'll definately be sick). Dr Hertz (sweet irony) looked me over and prescibed me some meds and now here i am feeling significantly better. My voice still comes and goes and i have a cough that puts smokers to shame but im def.on the road to recovery. Extra little tid bit- . Today i was sitting in class when i felt little drops down my nose, i wiped it and saw red. So i quickly jumped out of my chair and headed to the bathroom, by the time i got to the bathroom my nose was pouring out blood. It was like the red sea..i looked in the mirror and i looked like a sickly cocaine addict. The thing is, every time i get medicine from this doctor i get nose bleeds..he's three for three so far.I hope u enjoyed my sickening tale.
This morning Scotty "ALL IN" Nyer returned from his tournament slumber to destroy the competion and take 1st place in a world series of poker entry. He then let me watch as he mauled through 60 others and came up just short of getting a spot in the most saught after prize in poker. He's an up and comer folks..remember the name!...He nearly gave me a heart attack when he callled and asked me to play- i was touched but i didnt wanna do it though lol...too stressful.
I have a lot more sick stories of how people in school think im dying and stay away from me but i have written enough. Later peeps.
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