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breathe in breathe out

This is the deal: I have very little voice left, I have probably hacked up a lung and half already, I'm tired but afraid to go to sleep. I am experiencing the effects of a cocktail of Levaquin, Bromatane and Albuterol. I either want to strangle someone with my bare hands, rearrange my furniture, or sleep for 64 days. Breathing has become a chore. I know, I know it's sort of essential to the whole life thing. I'm going back to the doctor tomorrow, but cannot miss another day of work because I am already so far behind that I will be taking work home over Christmas vacation.

So. I don't feel much like blogging. But I just did, didn't I?

slowly...going...insane...........

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How bad has your voice gone? Try this simple test...

raise your hand and point to the sky, then wiggle your finger. Repeat after me...

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