I looked up my symptoms and found out that I have chest mucus. Delicious. The thing about this illness is that it’s worst in the morning, right when you wake up. For the past three mornings, I proceeded to go to my chair and hunch over the garbage can, trying to cough up all the mucus that was built up in my chest during the past night. Also delicious.
The past week was too nice outside and was a summer tease. I thoroughly enjoyed it by spending a lot of time playing basketball/football. Now the cold is coming back and we’re just gunna have to wait for it to be over :(
I couldn’t keep my birthday resolution. I can’t find a good enough reason to pursue it.
And sorry if this post seems mainly negative. This sickness is making me feel physically and psychologically bad.