*sigh*

I had a holiday post that I started and saved privately to go back and rework a little. Instead I spent the 26th at the ER with mom, Jonathan, and Darby. I wanted mom to go to the ER, but she wouldn't go unless I went. So we all went and were seen by all the same people. Mom and I have upper respiratory infections. They gave us cough syrup with codeine and antibiotics. He asked me to wait on taking the antibiotics, unless I felt I really need them. He told mom to go ahead and start them since she has other lung issues. I think I will pick them up tomorrow. I haven't been able to speak above a whisper since Christmas Day.

I feel especially bad, since Darby has an appt today at the doctor for his second H1N1. I was supposed to take him, but instead Jonathan has to go into work late in order to take him. I didn't take the cough syrup this morning, so that I could drive, but then I couldn't breathe. I know Jonathan is irritated at me, but at this point I am just not functional, and I don't know how to make myself functional. I haven't slept through the night in over a week, and napping during the day is next to impossible with Darby here. I cough so hard I vomit, and every time I cough my head feels as if it is splitting in two. I am ready to die now...

There is a little bit of good news out of this. I have pretty much quit smoking.

Also, I realize this is worded awkwardly-YAY CODEINE!!!. Darby and Jonathan didn't need anything at the ER. Jonathan needed to drive us, and the cats and dogs refuse to babysit Darby for us.