Sickness

I'll make this one short and sweet. Quite sorry for being away but apparently my immune system has some unresolved and disturbing emotional issues with me. Ever since I was a young thing, I've had a problem with getting sick. Nothing so serious I became a bubble baby...well...I did have to stay in a bubble when I was a few months old for a week or two. But that's beside the point. There's no real reason I get sick so often. Apparently I'm just one of those kids, ya know?

It's like, during second grade, I missed approximately 45 days of school out of a 180 school year. That's way more than normal. Of course, even then, I was decently advanced so they couldn't justify a reason for holding me back since I was absent so many days and still had the best grades. Thank you, crappy education system. We always thought it'd get better as I got older....

We were wrong. In late December, I found out I had mono. It was actually a little surprising. I've always been a sleeper so when I started going to bed at 10pm, waking up at 8am, napping 1pm to 5pm, rinse and repeat, I didn't even notice it really. Sleep is usually my way to cope with some overwhelming stress or sadness so it's normal I go through deep sleeping phases. Then one Friday morning, well I should say afternoon since it was around 12:30pm, I awoke with a sore throat. By four, one of my tonsils became incredibly swollen and covered with those gross little white spots that I've never been able to figure out what they are. I forced my mother to take me to the doctor that evening.

I cried the whole weekend because I couldn't swallow or breathe and I was just plain miserable. Finally the test results came back and hey! I had mono. So now that it's January and I'm finally getting over the silly kissing disease, I got the sniffles. No big deal right?

Wrong. Those gosh darn sniffles turned into a sinus infection this past weekend. I had competition several hours away and instead of whining to my team members and coaches, I just sucked it up. Monday comes and I am coughing like I'm trying to give birth through my throat. I managed to drag myself to the doctor (the first time EVER by myself) and this is where I was told about the sinus infection and...

Bronchitis! Are you kidding me? I hate my immune system. Therefore, I've been in a constant state of coughing, hacking, whining, sleeping, and popping pills like they were Pez candy. It's not fun. Trust me. But I think I'm finally on the mend so I shall be posting more soon. Hopefully. If not, I've probably got pneumonia or scarlet fever.