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You gotta love weak lungs.

I threw up Thursday evening, which was lovely. A whole bunch of mucus, food and gunk came up barring me from any start-of-the-weekend activities.

Friday I woke up coughing and wheezing, with sinus problems and chest pain. Now I’m one of those asthmatics whose asthma attacks take days to get going, I don’t get sudden asthma symptoms that need to be tended to immediately in order to thwart off death. No, mine are slow and so fun.

6 a.m. Saturday morning, I was searching frantically for my inhaler having realized I lost it at the worst time ever. I finally found it in my makeup suitcase, of all places, and puffed a good few times. It helped immediately, but didn’t completely get rid of all my symptoms.

Sunday morning around 2 a.m. I decided to finally go to the ER. Maybe the best part about this weekend was the fact that being asthmatic and complaining of severe coughing immediately pushed me to the front of the line. I didn’t even get a chance to sit down in the waiting room with all the other sicknesses. They took me back, gave me this inhaling contraption filled with medicine that spewed smoke when I breathed and xrayed my chest. They got my asthma under control, but diagnosed me with “walking” pneumonia which means I was allowed to go home, but was warned if it didn’t get better in 2 days they would have me admitted as an inpatient.

And to top it off, my laptop keeps telling me it doesn’t detect a harddrive, my house is so messy it gives me a headache to even be inside it, I managed to wash my clothes with a Sharpie still in a pair of jeans again so there are black marks on everything, and I’ve had to pee like 18 times today and I only woke up 4 hours ago.

I’m definately looking forward to next weekend already.

Maybe it’s like the goofiest thing ever, but…

I totally miss my dog, Madison. As if she were a human being.

She lives at home with my dad in Austin and I try to see her as often as possible, but I often find myself pacing through my apartment itching to take her for a walk or wrestle with her in the grass.

However, I can’t bring her to San Marcos permanently because I think my dad would be lost without her. Two daughters gone to college and the only thing he has now is Madison and his beta fish, appropriately named Fishy.

Maddy’s fur is so soft and she’s so gentle. Probably the most well behaved dog I’ve owned and believe you me, we’ve taken quite a few pups through their paces.

Ick, it’s like a canine love-fest in my head. This is odd.

college much?

It is really difficult to be a better student and start going to class when my profs all get sick and cancel.