You know, I was hoping the doctor would tell me I had another case of bronchitis. It’s what all the glamorous people have, you know.
What does that mean for me? Not much … just 2-3 days of still feeling crappy, and 10 days of not running. That’s the real bummer – it’s supposed to be a balmy 40 degrees out this weekend and I can’t play in it!
In all, I’d rather that than any of the other diseases that WebMD was supplying me. Note to self: self-diagnosing is NOT a good stress-reducer. In the course of a couple of hours, I had M.S., meningitis, and mono. Awesome 🙂
On a fun note, saw and heard about this article today: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/8451674.stm
Apparently, my body can sop up harmful fatty acids like a MACHINE! That’s right … my ghetto bootie works it! Don’t be jealous.