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Art Colony: cold snap
Monday, March 20, 2006
› by victoria
Wake me up when it's over.
You'll think this is a joke, but it's for real. I'm infected with a cold so goddamn nasty that I woke up on saturday morning sincerely believing that my cigarette smoking ways had damned me to cancerous hell. I've learned my lesson. It's absolutely terrifying when you can't breathe and you're coughing every second, deep raw coughs that hurt something terrible.
that was saturday. Saturday was terrifying because I didn't know what was wrong with me.
Sunday I made the tentative discovery that what I have might be some kind of infection. I couldn't sleep until 2:30 because I was coughing so much, and when I finally discovered (in our extremely well-stocked medicine cabinet) some homeopathic cough syrup I seized onto that stuff like a liferaft and started taking Sudafed, which finally enabled me to get some rest.
And now Biff has the horrible virus, which leads me to deduce that this is the worst cold ever (worse even than the legendary cold of Winter Break). It runs over you with its monster truck tires and leaves you exhausted but unable to sleep.
I start my new internship-job tomorrow and I hope that I am wayyy better by then, since I'm already progressing past the constant-cough stage into the watery-eyes-of-sinus-pain-sneeze stage.
Spring break is overrated.
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