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"Move On" - Garden City Movement

Pretty sure I already posted this, but I'm sick and emotionally fragile and this is goddamn perfect.

"You're all I ever wanted. You're all I ever needed. So tell me what to do now, cause I want you back." -Me to my chicken burrito bowl as it disappears. #sickposts #delicious

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The Jualnking dead

I haven't been able to do much the past few days due to my feeling like utter shit, but I thought I just had some sort of flu-like symptoms, maybe a virus or something. Then yesterday, I had a full-blown asthma attack! I knew the feeling, I just didn't want to acknowledge it. It had started the night before. It's the worst. Not having the capacity to take a full breath? It's torture. The tightness in the chest, overall fatigue (and some anxiety too! Which is helpful if you have the occasional panic attack, like myself) all in all, good times were had. I haven't had one in years, I felt so nostalgic in-between the whole, not being able to breathe bits. But it's just like falling off a bike. You never get any better at it.

When I finally realized that the hassle and bother it was for everyone involved is probably out-weighed by the chance that I could very well die, I caved in to my mother's requests and went to the hospital. Bellevue Hospital, a place known world-wide for it's housing of the crazies. Also where I was born. And I forgot that 20 year olds still go to the pediatrics emergency room. I was the only one in that tiny, brightly colored room who could grow (patchy) facial hair besides a few dads.

Anyway, we concluded that my seasonal allergies were triggered by a visit to the park on pi day, which then escalated my asthma symptons (then evolving into an attack) all the while also harboring some kind of flu-like virus. A lot of the time spent waiting last night was to see if they were going to keep me. Some steroids (prednisone, I'm not taking the baseball kind), a few nebulzer treatments and X-Rays later, they decided it wasn't walking pnomonia (again) and that although I didn't improve that much, I could go home with a handful of prescriptions and the phone number of a doctor who may have become my best friend. If only he would have been a sexy lady. That would have made this story much more interesting.

I just wanted to rant for a bit about how much fun I've been having, nearly collapsing from weakness & pain, and coughing up my insides the past few days. You can go back to sexy gifs and bbc fanfiction now.

PS those little bracelet things?