I HAVE BEEN SICK FOREVER

I have had some variation of The Crud for 743 days.  No, not really.  It's really been about three weeks.  But I'm Over It.  So Fucking Over It.  I'm not a typical woman in that I don't put on a happy face and muddle through when I get sick.  I forge ahead and get things done, but I whine.  A lot. 

This is me from earlier today, via Instagram.  I feel like ass.  I can't get a deep breath when I'm sitting up, God help me when I lie down.  My nose is running constantly, my throat hurts, I've coughed up enough snot to fill a small fishing vessel (sorry, I know it's gross, but seriously?  It's been a lot.) and my head hurts just the wee smallest bit all the time.  I've also ingested enough over the counter remedies to choke a mule.  And I'm nauseous all the time.  Not a lot, just enough for it to be annoying.  And I have zero energy.  As in none. 

So, I've thrown up the white flag.  I'm going to a doc in a box tomorrow, let them shoot me in the ass with steroids and give me a prescription for antibiotics.  Steroids + antibiotics = me having a ravenous appetite for the next week and most likely getting an infection of the girlie bits.  Good. times. 

So many people in the greater Huntspatch area are sick right now, it's really scary.  I understand a flu outbreak in Tennessee has crippled some of the school systems, and I know several friends that live around the country have been sick.  WHAT IS HAPPENING?  Is this the beginning of the zombie apocalypse?  Because if it is, A:  I don't have the energy to fight zombies, and B:  I doubt I have the energy to even be a zombie.  And it doesn't look like they do much.  

I hate being this sick.  Just a little sick?  I can take it, I even relish crawling under the covers for a day and hiding from the world.  But this has gone entirely too far. 

Sigh.  That's all.  I just can't sleep so I thought I'd blog/whine for a while.  Carry on. 

Coming soon:  2012 - my year in hairstyles.  It's gonna be a doozy!