It's always awful to be sick till you can't get out of bed, needing people to do stuffs for you, and having to take the awfully tasted liquids and big pills called medicine. It's even worse when the sick cycle just goes on and on..one moment you're all better, and the next moment you're not.
Gee..right now, my chest feels like a BIG FAT HEAVY gorilla sitting on it. It makes inhaling so difficult. I guess that's why they call the puffer thing as an inhaler, which is supposedly to make inhaling easier.
Right now, it's a wonder that I can still see through my tiny little eyes that has swollen due to some kind of allergy and typing this entry. Being sick is just so awful. Especially when your immune system is a weak one and your antibody just doesn't seem to function.
Since young, I've always gotten sick. Thanks to the asthma I almost had to stay in a hospital. Thanks to my white blood cells that decided to go missing, I was admitted to the hospital about a month before my SPM! How nice that is.
All I can do now is to sit here and grumble..or..to just take it easy and see it on the bright side. The bright side is, I don't have to go to work..yahoo it's terrible. I can sleep in the whole day and be pampered by er..someone? anyone? NO one.
It definitely ain't nice bout being sick. Food restriction, sleep restriction, activity restriction..
Sigh...just a silly thought if the saying is actually true...
Gee..right now, my chest feels like a BIG FAT HEAVY gorilla sitting on it. It makes inhaling so difficult. I guess that's why they call the puffer thing as an inhaler, which is supposedly to make inhaling easier.
Right now, it's a wonder that I can still see through my tiny little eyes that has swollen due to some kind of allergy and typing this entry. Being sick is just so awful. Especially when your immune system is a weak one and your antibody just doesn't seem to function.
Since young, I've always gotten sick. Thanks to the asthma I almost had to stay in a hospital. Thanks to my white blood cells that decided to go missing, I was admitted to the hospital about a month before my SPM! How nice that is.
All I can do now is to sit here and grumble..or..to just take it easy and see it on the bright side. The bright side is, I don't have to go to work..
It definitely ain't nice bout being sick. Food restriction, sleep restriction, activity restriction..
Sigh...just a silly thought if the saying is actually true...
"An apple a day, Keeps the doctor away"
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