My Whole Expanse I Cannot See…

I formulate infinity stored deep inside of me…

Oct 21

What to write

Category: Life

So, I keep starting my writing too late, I’m just too distracted. My trach’s bothering me, and that doesn’t help my writing at all. It doesn’t help anything. I feel… nervous.

A lot of it is, I’m trying to switch from a very narcotic cough medicine to a barely narcotic cough medicine, and the new one hasn’t really worked yet. Withdrawal isn’t the problem, my doctor’s spectacular, I haven’t felt sick at all. It’s just the cough, it gets so bad that I have to temporarily switch back to the medicine I’m supposed to quit.

I’m scared, I can’t live coughing. It’s not living, it’s just existing.

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  1. maria X (Mrs. Xenick in your school life) October 23rd, 2013 11:55 pm

    i’m behind on my comments. hope the cough goes away and soon!