After a couple days of really bothersome pain, I went to the doctor this morning. He told me I have strep throat. It really hurts to swallow. Being unable to swallow in turn makes it difficult to speak. I have a fever of 39.3. I really don’t feel very stoked on life right now. Infact, heroin sounds like a really nice way to exist right now, except for the obvious shit storm of side effects essentially voiding that option.
Make it go away, please.
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2 responses to “Make it go away, please.”
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or you can OD on me, i’m a little healthier.
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Dude, I severiously destest having a sore throat.
It’s hard for me to put into words, but I think I real learn a lot when I’m sick. Mostly about myself.
I feel that my experience being sick has made me change how I [choose to exist.] When I was younger I used to get sick for longer periods of time than I do now. While I think part of this is attributable to the fact that I no longer live in a house with two smokers (thanks mom and step dad) and eat considerably more fresh vegetables than I did then, I also believe that I have since learned a lot about how to interact with my body so that I don’t get as sick. I subscribe to some sort of weird belief that we have control over far more aspects of our body than is typically believed. I developed this belief during the time that I would be spending a day or two coming down from crystal meth or cocaine. It’s such a tight-wire balancing act just to “maintain” and I really noticed the effect my mindset and emotional well-being had on my physical (and emotional) well-being. Excessive self-loathing during this period was enough to make it difficult to breathe, or worse. Unfortunately, I started to believe that I could witstand long periods of what could be described as starvation and high levels of toxocity merely by [negotiating] with my body. I do continue to believe, however, that I saved myself from a host of severe health problems by trying my hardest to be kind to myself during the many, many difficult times.
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