Invasion of the Bronchitis Baddies (or more appropriately, I'm sick.)

I'm sick.  There is no denying it- which I have been trying to do.  I went to the doctor's office, and its official:  I have bronchitis.  I begged him to make into just a cold.  He said that's not how medicine works.

Why does he make all the big bucks?  Al I wanted was a simple cold; a couple days off; legit naptime, and some homemade soup.  Nope.  Not me.  I like to go big or go home.  When I get sick for the first time in a season, I like to get sick.  I make sure I need anti-biotic medication, and 2 weeks in bed!

I've been told that I'm fairly competitive.  I wonder if my mind thinks that there is some weird competition: who can pile in the most mucous into on lung?  Or how much can my sinuses hold until thy explode?  A neighbour broke 2 ribs from her pneumonia- I think my body wants to beat that by coughing so hard that my sternum breaks!

Other great effects of illness?  Face sores? Check!   Back pain?  You betcha!  Stomach ache from medicine?  Or course!  Fatigue?  Oh my, yes!  I had to take 3 breaks from writing this blog post!  And its not even that good!

Send m some good vibes, I would love to be better.  Like yesterday.