I woke up this morning because I was unable to breathe. It's a very scary thing to be dragged from sleep by a nagging feeling that your lungs are too filled with fluid to let you breathe properly anymore.
So this means that the shit the doctor gave me is doing nothing. Stupid doctors.
Which means I'm going to have to go see the quack again and spend an hour waiting around so he can paw me for five minutes and give me another set of pills he has no idea if they will work or not.
Fucking quack.
That's what I hate about doctors. Unlike Scrubs they don't do a series of tests to figure out whats wrong. Nope they just pop pill after pill in you to see if one of them will work. If you don't come back then it must have cleared up.
Fuckers.
I hate doctors.
But I hate drowning on my own snot worse.
Arg.
Oh well new Dresden book at least.
-The Pondering Dragon
Who is This Insane Person?
- Ponder
- Drifting in the Sea of Normality, Wisconsin, United States
- You came here looking for something profound, well you came to the wrong place. I'm just an ordinary guy doing whay he can to get by. Just a joe-shmo doing what he thinks is right. Profound and exceptional are not what I do. Boneheaded and stubborn, that's more the order of the day
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