avoiding the contage.

so this cold that i've had since we got back from vacation hasn't quite gone away. it turned into a hacking cough last week and i thought i was getting better, but no. yesterday i decided i had had enough of staying up all night coughing, and, in an attempt to get better before my very incredibly mandatory (or so they say) orientation tomorrow, i went to the doctor. but since this is a weekend, "the doctor" actually means "the urgent care clinic" which is more like assembly line health care. i can't complain too much, though, because i was in an out in an hour and i don't think i was exposed to many germs that are too much worse than the ones i'm already harboring, except for the one guy who had the flu and i wasn't anywhere near him. the nice doctor i saw for all of two minutes (maybe, if you counted really slowly) said that 'tis the season for bronchitis and gave me a perscription for some stuff and some other stuff, the other stuff being stuff that the pharmacy called a "controlled substance." i'm really digging the controlled substance because it helped me sleep without coughing. all.night.long. coincidentally--or perhaps not--i also had HRMS dreams last night. alas, none involved trent. or monkeys.

i'm not sure that i'm going to feel better by tomorrow morning, and if not i'm not sure that i want to hang out for nine hours of orientation where i'm supposed to be paying attention. also not sure if i'm contagious or how long i'm contagious or just how mandatory mandatory really is when potentially contagious diseases are involved. like alvin said, please don't contage me. i don't feel horribly bad, but i don't feel good either. but i probably can't afford to miss orientation. sniff. (cough hack wheeze)