Girl with titanium hip will rock. Girl with titanium hip will write. Girl with titanium hip will read. Girl with titanium hip will battle crazy-ass disease called Wegener's Granulomatosis. Now stuff that in your spelling bee!
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Bad Disease Day #4869
Today I feel bad. Not just the usual under-the-weather, low energy, tired-beyond-tired way I usually feel, but low-down and dirty bad. There's no reason for it. I don't have a rash (whew!); the meds aren't making my stomach particularly upset; I'm not travelling; I just feel terrible. Instead of trying to make it through the work day, I gave up the ghost and left a half-hour early, which is unlike me. For days like this, I use the all encompassing 'Bad Disease Day' to describe them. When there's nothing wrong except that I have a disease and it's wreaking havoc on my system, it's really all I cling to, a basic understanding of what might possibly be wrong, and a reason to sit around at home watching bad television. Hello Coronation Street!
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