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I think my brain has cracked in half again

So for this entire fucking weekend I've been waking up and falling asleep crying. This morning I got to bawl my eyes out because I thought it was over. Nope, now I can't sleep because I'm too busy hacking up my lungs. The most violent and quiet things ever. Quite horrible really. It's just one right after the other so much so that sunday I started to feel like I was punched in the stomach. When I went to the doctor yesterday to get some antibiotics she asked if I wanted to be given a cough suppressant and I told her "If it has dxm in it, no I really don't." She understood. So today I had gotten naught more than a couple hours of sleep when I was once more awoken by this stupid fucking need to cough. So bad so that I started trying to vomit up the contents of my stomach, which was nothing being as it was 7:30 in the morning. Almost threw up the pill I took. I've eaten next to nothing all weekend with the fear of it all coming back up thanks to this all. I've been trying to find a place below it but it seems as though there is no below, not even sleep. There is a very high above though called hysteria (the bad kind, not funny) when it stops. But I don't want to be hysterical.

Hehe, hysterical. That's a funny word.

Anyway, horribly sick all weekend. Haven't been online. Comcast didn't get installed. Doctors yesterday for antibodies and now hopefully, (Maybe. I'M GOING TO KILL SOMEONE IF IT ISN'T.) things will get better. I can't afford to skip miss work again. /cry

Picture of the day:
by ~TheChaoticKnight on deviantART