Reason #412 I hate every season but summer.

I started feeling kind of blech last Thursday. I figured I was tired because of school, but no... Friday saw a sore throat and a stuffed up nose. Great. Steven had it too, so we spent the week-end snorting and horfing on opposite ends of our couch. Saturday, my chest started feeling tight and hurting which in my world means imminent bronchitis. I had leftover sulfa drugs, so I started on that and figured I'd make a doctor's appointment Tuesday afternoon.

Joke's on me. What I thought was going to be bronchitis turned out to be walking pneumonia. Fluid in both lungs for the win.

So I get an additional ten days of sulfa, 5 days of prednisone, and a whole lot of feeling like I was beaten with a crowbar. Win.