I've been sick.
For like.... EVER.
I get better and then I'm not better. And it's annoying. And I'm annoyed. Because I wanna scream "WOULD'YA MAKE UP YOUR MIND ALREADY!!!" to my body. But my body won't answer me.
And we're totally poor and can't afford to see a doctor.
Well? I could afford to see a doc if I didn't need extensive testing done- which I do. Cause all the junk that's happening is ODD and apparently I need to get my spit analyzed and my blood and my pee, and EVERYthing.
Today I've been laying around. Same way I was laying around last month. And the month before that. And blah blah. It's like a mean trick. I think I've averaged 2 weeks out of 4 weeks feeling healthy.
For MONTHS now.
I'm ready to either freakin' DIE or get better.
But I'm not bitter about it or anything.
The Past Two Weeks
3 months ago