imposed vacation
So: bronchitis. More precisely: acute bronchitis. This was the verdict. Unfortunately, I tried to be a good guy and held 3 seminars on Tuesday, and that killed me. On Wednesday I was in a bit of pain, my eyes heart and coughing was strictly related to a cathartic puke. But no more details. It is a normal bronchitis, but I haven’t been sick for 10 years. This is why I tend to be dramatic. And it really hurts. Not anymore, but it hurt.
The medicine kicks in easily, and I can understand why people become dependent. 3 pills and a glass of white wine and it does not hurt. I kid (Triumph)…
On Wednesday I had to go to the hospital for a regular check up. I went there, I wanted to pay for everything. Of course, it worked. I think that hospitals and the whole sanitary system is based on the following principle: the more the patient waits, the more chance that it dies – and then it’s not “our jurisdiction”. I could cough blood in front of the door and they would’ve told me to wait in line. Yeah, I did not have any special connections.
But the check up was OK, more than regular. Bored faces told me the verdict. I’ve got prescription, but they thought I am a mouse. 250 mg??? Fuck off! We bought the 500 mg. Yeah, it rules!
Sitting, sweating, sleeping. Sick seven days. But Zsolti bought a new car. We went out for a ride. Sitting on the ground. Nice choice, really liked the freedom and the Toyota Celica.
Have to take my pills, daaah.
Zee.
Gute Besserung!
Lg, petra
petra
April 6, 2008 at 4:49 pm
Mir geht es schon besser! Danke.
Zee.
zoller
April 6, 2008 at 7:37 pm