When I got to work today, I found out that I'd been outed. That is, when I discreetly left the meeting yesterday to cough I coughed and barfed loudly enough that they could hear it all the way in to the meeting. So today, first, one of the girls went over to me and said: "You're going to the doctor's. Call him today. You have no choice." and, having just lost my entire breakfast, I had to grudgingly agree. Then, my boss came over to me to have a talk. It went something along these lines: "Martine, we're very glad to have you here and think you're a great asset. And it's very good that you want to be here working, but go to the doctor's now." So I went to the doctor's. Of course I had to say it didn't I? I had to mention the p-word. I've gotten pnemonia. The doctor seemed unconvinced that I would kick it in less than a week, and suggested I call him if I needed more time off next week.

Know what that means? I'll be on antibiotics and probably sick on the premiere of Equus!! This is a time for mind over matter. I'm getting well now. So there! Everybody please help me get well, okay? I'm opting for anything. Got a weird stone that will make me well if I wear it close to my heart? I'll wear it. Got a weird mixture made of anything at all? I'll drink it. I'm going to get well by next Wednesday so please do whatever you can to help! [livejournal.com profile] 45hasle already has as he is getting me cosylan (sweet sweet drug of mine) and antibiotics. Good man!

From: [identity profile] akselwestlund.livejournal.com


Nei! Slappe av og bli frisk! Serioest ulurt aa tulle med lungebetennelse.

From: [identity profile] martinemonster.livejournal.com


Nettopp, det er det jeg skal. Men jeg har bare en uke på meg! Jeg må være frisk neste onsdag. Så det så.

From: [identity profile] millsnill.livejournal.com


Noen ganger er man nødt til å gi opp. Når kroppen ikke fungerer, for eksempel. Dessverre.

Skatar liten, forresten.

From: [identity profile] limmenel.livejournal.com


My sister had pneumonia. It put her in the hospital for seven months. So, um, GET BETTER VERY VERY SOON PLEASE!! :D

From: [identity profile] martinemonster.livejournal.com


Holy shit! Nope, I'm not going there. Is staying in until this shit subsides...

From: [identity profile] mirazandar.livejournal.com


*peker på* og du ber andre om å slappe av? Psah.

Lungebetennelse er ikke kult. Så du skrev i en kommentar at lungene dine knirka. Veeel.. å si "lungene mine spraker" er vanligvis det samme som å si at "jeg har lungebetennelse", selv om det bare kan høres med doktorens lyttedimp. Og å si det spraker høyt så jeg hører det, betyr ofte "jeg burde være sengeliggende".

Bli frisk nå! Ikke press deg, ellers *peker med stygg pekefinger*

From: [identity profile] martinemonster.livejournal.com


Ok da. jeg skal være flink...men da må du være det og! *ser formanende ut med en kopp te i hånden*

(I tillegg, nå når jeg både tar sånn urtekur og antibiotika blir jeg plutselig superhippien! Ikke alkohol, koffein, tein, tobakk, sukker, rødt kjøtt, ting som inneholder både melk og kalsium eksempel ost, eller fet mat. I tillegg har jeg begynt på yoga. Skummelt ikke sant?)

From: [identity profile] 45hasle.livejournal.com


well, mainly I've been telling you you're dying and eying your loot...
Also, last time I gave you a magic charm you lost it within a couple of weeks. No more support for you!

From: [identity profile] martinemonster.livejournal.com


*pouts* But that's not my fault! I trusted the doctor's office (shows how much I know. I'll just have to grow more paranoia)! And you can't have my loot, so there. I'll haunt you from the beyond if you steal my stuff. You will cry when you see my dead body! And that's an order!
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Hey! Can you send me an email that i can reply to so i can give you my mobile number for when you're in England? starrose(at)hotmail.co.uk
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