That about sums up how I feel. Gack. I'm finally starting to break up the crud in my chest, but it hurts every time I cough. At least I'm starting to actually cough stuff up rather than deal with empty, wheezing gacking. Slowly, oh so slowly, I start to improve.
In the meantime, enjoy the blogroll. I'm going to drink myself into a stupor and pass out. Hopefully I'll be able to sleep more than an hour at a time.
Gah. Every time a long weekend or leave comes up, I either get sick or injured. I'm not liking that at all.
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