Through The Pines

"And I only hide what is on my mind because I can’t explain,what if I do Lord, what if I don’t?"

I went to the doctors today in the middle of my workday and was given the news that I already knew, I have bronchitus...again. All he could do for me was to give me a refill on my inhaler and perscribe me some drug that I had used before that didn't work one damn bit. I went right back to work though, because he said I was cleared to be there around all those people. I was glad I was able to go back because I hate to skimp out on the guys on account of my stupid illness. It is you know, a stupid illness. Chronic Bronchitus, who the hell else get's this crap? It is more of an annoyance than an illness, because I know exactly what I need to do when I have it, I know exactly how bad it can get before I take certain medication and I know what I cannot do when I have it. This is nothing new in my life, just a very very annoying quirk I was blessed with and I will have to deal with for the rest of my life. Eh, could be worse...I could have an actual disease.

I am in a real strange mood right now, just very down and ancy. I was never one to describe a moment or feeling quite well, but I can liken it to getting injured in the game you have been waiting for your whole life. You want to go and you want to deny your own pain to achieve that goal but the body is just not willing and it saddens you greatly. That is the only way I can get it out without totally opening myself up to anyone who happens to stumble onto this journal, which I don't wanna do.

I would really love to get all deep and philosophical right about now but I am coughing too much and am entirely too tired, which kinda hinders the whole typing thing. So let me just say this, life works itself out eventually.

Song of the Day: Still- Foo Fighters