Just Let Me Go in My Sleep
- October 25th, 2004
It’s official: I’m dying. I had a fabulous time in Vegas, despite the wheezing, which subsided mostly by mid-Saturday after some ephedrine opened up my lungs. I want to write more about how amazing macgeezel looked or how happy I was to see her or my winning streak in Blackjack (short, brief, non-high stakes winning streak), but I’m really, really sick.
On the way home yesterday, I became more wheezy and congested in my chest and head. My sinuses feel like someone punched me in the face repeatedly, I’m a bigger snot factory than a 2-year-old, there’s a rattle in my lungs that sounds like a Harley starting and, just for an added bonus, my right arm aches like I’ve pinched a nerve in my neck. All of this sucks mightly because macgeezel is supposed to come here today. I haven’t seen her on over a year and I only got to spend one night in Vegas with her… and of course we didn’t get a lot of one-on-one so it will really suck if I am not up to this.
I’m going to the doctor today, as soon as I find one. If you’re trying to get a hold of me, I will email you as soon as I can.
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