Consciousness: that annoying time between naps.

Monday, August 22, 2005 at 12:21 am
Filed under: Me, Me, Me |

I’ve been doing some thinking. ‘Bout life, the universe and everything. Every conclusion I come to is undermined or derationalised by people far wiser than I ever will be… It’s kind of depressing.

The last couple of days I’ve concerntrated much of my (little) energy on getting better… (aka: sleeping, and lots of it). I went and found another doctor after none of the drugs really made me any better, and found out I had new sicknessness; something drugs wouldn’t fix. She wrote me a peice of paper excusing me from school and sentenced me to bed, praying I wouldn’t get sicker. That’s not all, let’s just say, God curse the next doctor who puts me on a food free diet. I tried. Really. I did. Anyway, amongst the news of my latest diagnosis. Adam got sick. So whilst I wasn’t hacking up my lungs, he was. We’ve been a sad, sorry pair. I want my health back! My life’d be nice too, but I think that’d be asking just a tad too much.