i am the mucous queen.

over the last couple of weeks i've been spending a whole lot of time just laying around coughing up disgustingly copious amounts of mucous, quantaties rivaled only by the amount of mucous coming out of my sinuses. i've also been using my asthma inhaler a few times a day, rather than the once a month or so that is the norm for me. as such i've thought about all of the things i'd like to be accomplishing, and doing none of them. the first day or so the break was nice and welcome. after that laying around watching t.v. and taking many naps per day got pretty old. i'm now thoroughly sick and tired of being sick and tired.

one of the many things i've been thinking a lot about doing is writing. no matter how wonderful something sounds in my snot-filled head though, once my hands start moving to make the words appear, it becomes clear that my thoughts get caught up somehow in the semi-solid green sludge that never seems to end. this is now the third? fourth? time i've tried to write a simple post, and my sentences are so inelegant, so fragmented (even for me) that i've just given up, will post as is.

update: i was starting to suspect i have developed a secondary bacterial infection, and it seems to have now spread to my eyes as well. this morning i couldn't open my eyes as they were glued shut with goop. yummeh. so today i'm going back to the clinic and get re-examined. thank gods for public medicare. i'm not a fan of antibiotics, but damn i love ontario.