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Documenting not dying since October 2013.

The 22nd & 23rd; Can't go on indefinitely.

The 22nd & 23rd; Can't go on indefinitely.

ย The 22nd of March.

I thought today might be different. No real reason, apart from the fact that this rumbly bollocks can't go on indefinitely. I got to about two o'clock before it became annoying again.

This morning, when I could breathe without making too much noise, I did a blog post, then I finished knitting the back of the jumper. I've decided to put a contrast stripe into this one and it hasn't quite worked out how I planned but it's going to be fine. Well, I hope so. When I come to do the front, we shall find out. Before I had to get on the floor, I managed to rewrite the pattern for the alterations I've made, and I just have to wait and see if it works out.

I am supposed to be going to a podcast recording on Sunday night. If I'm still rumbling, that is definitely not going to happen.

The 23rd of March.

So I've been lying on the floor every day for a week now. Today the rumbling didn't start until a little later - half two, maybe three o'clock? I managed to get to the end of The Umbrella Academy, then I returned to my rightful place. I coughed up some more phlegm which is still decidedly yellow, so I think I'm going to email Dr. Thompson on Monday to see if he can organise a chest x-ray. I really don't want to go into hospital for antibiotics so I'm kind of reluctant to do this because he might want to admit me and I know it will be detrimental to my recovery but ughhhh I don't know how to carry on.

Apart from all the coughing, I got the front of my jumper knitted up to where I am supposed to start making the dog. By then, it was time to get on the floor, so I thought I'd leave the actual dog part until tomorrow morning when I can breathe and concentrate again.

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The 24th & 25th; Fuck my life.

The 24th & 25th; Fuck my life.

The 20th & 21st; I just want it to stop.

The 20th & 21st; I just want it to stop.