absence makes the heart grow fonder

or not. at any rate it's been a while; though i don't know what to say. um, i'm starting tafe next week. i have a job, of sorts. oh, and i'm just starting to recover from my worst asthma attack in recent memory.

seriously, so sick. last night i was having so much trouble breathing that i had to focus hard to say words clearly and audibly. i'm a bit better this morning; the prednisone is starting to kick in and i get to take more disgusting anti-inflammatories this afternoon. i'd be less eager for the foul drugs if my lungs weren't stretched so tight.

and yeah, tafe. i privately don't think my year off from study has increased my fervour for homework and, heavens above, time management, but at least i have a tangible goal and practical applications for my study, and this time around i'm not just doing it because. here's hoping.

i just hope i can handle it; late classes and no source of income during term and homework, gah, the thought repulses me. i'm still so tired, i couldn't keep my eyes open for anything yesterday but lying down hurt to breathe and made me cough from congestion which hurt my back, which, by the by, i pulled badly the other morning leaning over the sink to expel said congestion from my chest. yes, yuck, but ow.

i kind of feel like a gigantic bundle of hurt and gross, but in three hours i can take some more drugs, and hopefully i'll be better by next week.