After almost a month of hacking up crap out of my lungs, I decided to go to the doctor. I didn't want to, but Hubba-hubba and my sister were clucking incessantly at me, so I went.
Freaking waste of time. "Your lungs are crystal clear!" she chirped. Oh really, then where the heck is all this green stuff coming from? She was shocked, shocked to learn I hadn't been treating the cough. I asked her, with what? An expectorant, when I am already totally expectorating? So that I can cough five hours a day instead of three? And it has been proven that cough supprressants don't work. She tsked at me disapprovingly.
Well, she said, the stuff has to be coming from somewhere. Have I experienced any heartburn, or acid reflux? Not at all, was the reply. I have never had heartburn in my life. Well, she was going to prescribe me an antacid-y drug anyway. Uh, well, you can prescribe it to me, but it doesn't mean I'm going to take it. Oh, and why not just have me take a chest X-ray, just to be safe. Lady, you just told me that without a doubt in your mind that I do not have either pneumonia or bronchitis, so what exactly would be the point of irradiating myself?
I went home, getting neither the unnecessary drug or the unecessary X-ray. A waste of an hour and fifteen bucks.
So I came home and listened to this song, and it made me feel better. This video is crazy/kewl/eerie but I love it. I'm not sure I've ever seen a video quite like it, and I've seen a LOT of videos. And the song is totally faboo, in a very retro-80's way.