No not some operating table dream, I have a cold/chest infection. I routine illness, except for the fact I'm asthmatic so my lungs take this chance and rub their metaphorical hands together with glee as they decide to try and off me once more. A cough and lungs full of mucus, a mild inconvenience until your lungs decide to close up at the same time. Leaving me wheezing like that blue penguin in toy story and lightheaded from lack of oxygen, I wouldn't mind but i went to the gym this morning and everything was FINE!
I'm no hypochondriac, I've worked with a broken ankle before and even played a game of 11-a-side football with the flu - albeit with a sweatshirt under my football shirt and halftime doses of : pro plus, lucozade, beechams, brandy, cough medicine and other such items. We threw away a goal lead to lose 2-1, but the highlight was me and my housemate and leftback going up for the same header resulting in a massive black eye for him and probable concussion for me.
But yeah, I can take any illness, any pain, just not the inability to respirate. Okay?!!
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