*Cough*

No Fashion Week for me. Had to forgo my front row seat. *Sob* and No EA Games Festival on Saturday. Instead, it was an injection in my bum, penicillin antibiotics, nasal spray, ginger, lemon and honey tea and lots of bed rest. It's all good because I had Denise Richards and The Kardashian's to keep me company.

My self medicating week didn't seem to work and after the severe nagging I got from the boyfriend (like: "Baby! Go to the doctor. I do not want to get sick. You're coughing on me. You're leaving your snotty tissues all over -it spreads germs, you know? and the likes), I finally went to the doctor. I swear, my doctor must think I have a crush on him. I've seen him every month now. It is so weird, I am not normally a "sickly" person but this year has been awful.

Turns out I was sitting with Bronchitis and the first stages of Pneumonia. Fun, huh?

Who knew. Sure I felt sick, but I have felt sicker with sinusitis. If I'm not better by Wednesday, guess who goes to hospital??

Fuck that.

We do not need to have 2 members of the family in hospital. Enough is enough.

We got my mom's test results. They're not good. It's not life threatening, just life debilitating. My family is unbelievably strong though and we will get through this. Power of positivity and prayer is the way to go now.

Happy Spring Day everyone! Hooray!