So this morning I was awoken by a phonecall telling me that the doctor apparently didn't really look that closely at my chest x-ray on Saturday, and that I've actually had Pneumonia in my right lung for at least the last five days. I swear to God, if they were too busy lauging at my sars mask instead of figuring out if I'm going to die or not...I'm going to sue them so hard. In anycase, I now have a bottle of fancy antibiotics and high hopes that they may actually fix me now that they know how I'm broken.
P.s. this has definitely been the most fun-less two weeks of the past year and possibly my whole life.
