Sick of being sick

Warning! Pity post follows. If you'd like you can skip reading it and just post a comment that you hope I'm feeling better soon.

I'm not a sick person. I'm not a good sick person. When I'm ill, I deny, carry on and push through.

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I have been 11 days with the sorest throat that I can remember. I feels like it's "around the corner", not the usual back of the mouth. Every time I swallow, searing pain radiates through my throat and out my ears. My ears ache. The sinus pain that made me want to remove my upper teeth from my mouth subsided on Monday. That pain was replaced by fits of unstoppable, "are you going to die?" coughing.

Whatever I have it's tenacious. It won't seem to go away. It doesn't get better. Nothing I do or take seems to help. Tuesday, I even went to the Doctor. I never go to the Doctor. He threw me a bone - codeine cough syrup. Thanks a lot, Doc (said with all the sarcasm I can muster). I appreciate that he didn't just give me an antibiotic to shut me up, but if I end up with one I'm going to be frustrated, thinking that this might have all been over sooner.

Oh, and I forgot to mention... Grom passed on pink eye to me in the middle of it all and I started my period. But ENOUGH! The pity party is over.

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This is temporary. I will get better. This won't end my life. I need to focus my prayers and thoughts towards those who won't get better, those who know the end of their lives is imminent, those who suffer.

And get over myself.

I will extol You, O LORD, for You have lifted me up,
And have not let my foes rejoice over me.
O LORD my God, I cried out to You,
And You healed me.
O LORD, You brought my soul up from the grave;
You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
Psalm 30:1-3 NKJV