So today is the three week anniversary, if you’re the sentimental type. Three weeks that my pneumonia and I have been together.
Wish I could say the time’s been glorious and wonderful, but it’s actually been exactly the opposite of that.
Yeah, pneumonia. I thought it was probably a cold at first, then as it kept getting worse I figured flu. By day 9 I was feeling absolutely dreadful so I went and saw the doctor, and she decided it was pneumonia.
10 days of expensive antibiotics later I was feeling maybe kind of sort of better. A bit. A few days on from that and I’m still taking OTC cold&flu pills to fight the symptoms. They don’t work great, but I tried not taking them and that was much worse.
After 21 days it’s starting to get hard to remember what it’s like not to be short of breath, not to be coughing all the time, not to feel exhausted after inconsequential things like getting dressed & ready for work.
I was really hoping to be feeling better by now too; the next couple weeks are going to be really busy at work and it’s going to flat out suck if I’m feeling like this the whole time.