I HATE being sick!! Why am I not me careful around these kids carrying the black plagues???? This might kill me. If not this one another one is going to be what takes me out. Last night I only slept long enough to dream that I was shut in a coffin buried in a cement box. I was running out of oxygen, panting, pushing and clawing at the coffin lid. I woke up gasping for air. If I walk to the bathroom or the kitchen I end up panting and blowing, my lungs feel tiny and tight and I might faint. I have to do where I stand and wait until I can breathe again to get back to my room. This SUCKS. Coughing and spitting all day and night so I can't sleep and when I finally do i dream THAT. My heart feels like it is pounding so I keep taking metoprolol.
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