Monday, January 5, 2009

where, oh, where have my white cells gone?

My immune system MUST be shot to hell because I've had like eight infections/diseases/viruses in the last month or so, and I'm tired of it. I'm also a little nervous at the sheer volume of drugs I've been taking. It's all prescribed and stuff, but I don't want to accidentally pull a Heath Ledger. My roommate says I'm paranoid, but I'd rather be paranoid and alive than the alternative...
Sigh. Need rest.

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In summing up, I wish I had some kind of affirmative message to leave you with. I don't. Would you take two negative messages?
-- Woody Allen