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I hate my lungs.
I hate my body.
My lungs hate me.
My body hates me.
Which is why the boss and the office manager convinced me stay home when I called and wheezed at them. I couldn't walk the length of the house without needing to hold myself up. They assumed I'd just be sent home anyway.
The fatigue and muscle aches and pains have not gone away and have in fact gotten a bit worse. I have not had chronic body pain like this in many years, if ever. My bones ache, my leg muscles throb, I think I strained or sprained something in my right arm, and my right deltoid keeps twitching and spasming.
Hate, hate, hate.