Dreaming Moon

So far in January I had four whole days where I wasn’t sick. The first three weeks of January was the flu from Hades itself. Than I was feeling good for four days, went to am memorial and was sick for the rest of the month into this month with a upper respiratory crud, sneezing, coughing, no voice, so forth and so on.

2011; you’re not making a good show of yourself so far…

It has showed me one fact. People think I am antisocial because I hesitate to go see people. The reason I am hesitant to go where there are crowds of people is because as soon as I do, I come back sick. And while everyone else might get over in a day or week, it always knocks me out for three weeks at least. Frankly I am really quite fed up with being sick all the bloody time. Besides feeling like crap, I can’t get anything done. Can’t write, can’t read, can’t do art, it’s frustrating beyond words…

This normally world depress the hell out of me but at this point I am so fed up and disgusted I am just frankly pissed! I have an appointment next week with my doctor and my medical is straightened out, so she and I are going to be discussing this.

Provided I can stop coughing l.ong enough to get the bloody words out…

Went to am memorial at LASFS for a friend who died last month.

It was a nice memorial and not depressing at all.

So than I woke up with laryngitis this morning, and now the all over body aches are creeping upon me along with the sore throat..

Stupid spooty germs…

Seriously now, a person shouldn’t have to feel like road kill on their birthday.