Head Case

I've been feeling pretty crappy for the last 2 weeks or so. When the coughing and sluggishness wouldn't go away, I decided it was just a by-product of my unemployment depression. I couldn't possibly be sick all that time. It had to be in my head. I pretty much ignored it.

Yesterday, I had planned to go to the gym with J. But at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, I was lying in my pjs on the couch, trying to muster up the strength. Finally I decided I couldn't tolerate it. I skipped the gym and went to Urgent Care instead.

I have bronchitis. And the bronchitis is, in turn, aggravating my asthma. I'm out $300 for the office visit, antibiotics and steroids. The confirmaton that I was genuinely sick gave me permission to feel all the aches and pains. I was completely miserable last night and spent most of today on the couch.

My psychosomatic illness was all in my head.