I promise these will end soon… once I get over my massive amounts of anger and bitterness towards the Canadian Health Care System.
So I don’t have the effort to type in the entire workings of my day… possibly as a result of the exhaustion as a result of my day. But…
I HATE THESE DRUGS SO MUCH.
So apparently I have a respiratory infection of some glorious sort, and all of the cartilage in my ribcage is inflamed (costochondritis). Thankfully, a doctor eventually, after much prodding, gave me drugs for them.
The only issue is that these drugs must be taken with a meal. Which I did. And then I spent the rest of the day never wanting to eat food ever again. So I need to eat a meal to take the drugs, but once I take the drugs I never want to look at food ever again. And the drugs will make me feel better, but taking the drugs makes me feel like shit.
So odd. So bitterness-inducing.
This shit better work.
I felt like this needed to be put somewhere before I just exploded out of sheer frustration/pain/agony/naseau/bitterness and destroyed half of Québec.
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