i'm sick and tired of being sick and tired

I'm getting worse, not better. I called the doctor today for medical advice, not feeling the need to actually go in unless the doctor felt I should. Big mistake; no one ever called back. I'm sure they've dropped me through the cracks again. To make matters even more cheerful, Kendra reports that a friend's kind with a similar symptom set was just diagnosed with good old-fashioned influenza.

I've never seen much point in my trying to get a flu shot--between the fact that my risk group falls low on the priority totem pole and the dubious nature of flu shots to start with, I just didn't bother. My co-worker got his a week or two ago, and he may be having the last laugh. I'll go in to the doctor tomorrow with my $20 in hand and camp on her doorstep if I have to. Maybe I can at least get some codeine cough medicine out of the bargain.

I've spent most of the last twenty-four hours propped up in a recliner with the vaporizor running and a cough drop under my tongue. Gods, but I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.