So i had a coughing fit from the amoxicillin that wasn't working and sprained my left rib right on my bra line. (note-my boobs r too big and heavy for this shit-adding to the pain) So I went to an urgent care place and they gave me Lortabs. YAY! I thought NyQuil was great...this stuff's amazing! Knocks me right into a coma. So I took a sick day to heal up and since this working girl has no more sick days I had to go back to work the next day and hope that motrin will work for the time being. NOPE. Right after lunch I had this AMAZINGLY awesome cough, the ones that are so flemmy that you feel great like you've achieved something afterwards, and then I heard/felt something snap. And the pain in my rib got very worse. What the hell!? Went back to urgentcare and they tell me I tore cartlidge...greeeeeaaaaaat. Good thing was i got a doctors note to stay home for a couple days, I lost a couple pounds from being in my coma and not eating and had a good reason for not wearing a bra for 5 days-all pluses. Only minus was the fact I was useless! My dresser looked like a pharmacy or drug addict (whichever you prefer) with tons of pill bottles. And I'm one of those people that have only been on antibiotics once, doesn't really go to the doctor for sick visits-just suck it up and deal with it. I'm 23 and feel like I'm falling apart! So I try my best not to freak out and I'm in need of keeping myself busy. Let's see-since my Gossip Girl and 90210 and One Tree Hill channel got cut off and not re-contracted I decided to catch up by watching the shows online. Except now I have to re-watch them since I was so drugged up I don't remember what happened and they all started mixing together. What's next? Oh...my boss is e-mailing and texting me work to do. Too bad I could even look at my computer straight. Why don't people understand you're home from work for a reason?! Not by choice this time. But considering my bosses last words to me when I had to get rushed home were "if you can't drive let me know we can arrange a pick up for you to come in" and "are you crying because you're embarrassed or in pain?" Seriously!? Ok. Enough of my novel. What else can I say but I came back to work and I'm still in pain a week later but I can't take my meds. AND and I've been trying to hide the fact I'm either not wearing a bra or I'm wearing a sports bra that still shows me nipping so either or the guys around here creep me out and my nipples that can cut glass are pretty enormous and I try to wear sweaters or a large bright purse to distract them, we'll see how that goes. GROSS.
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