Friday, May 21, 2010

Poor S.O.B.

So remember back on March 22nd when I wrote about my throat being all fucked up? Well, I thought I had gotten better, with just a lingering cough. Unfortunately that is not the case. I am dying. I have officially been sick for 23 days now. I am dying. I'm not going to live to see my own wedding. The doctors claim I am having a long asthma attack that was sparked by my cold last month. But for some reason, asthma medicine is doing nothing for me. There are only two times I think I've been worse off. When I had Mono in college and when I was living in a oxygen tent at the hospital for a month when I was in first grade. The scary thing is that I was in the hospital back then because of a pro-longed asthma attack brought on by sickness. Two more days and I think it's going to be emergency room time. I'm asking all of you to please wish me good health. I can't let this stupid fucking asthma mess up our wedding.

Originally posted on April 7, 2005 on Myspace.

This was an awful illness and really did almost postpone my wedding.

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