This post comes from the haze of illness...at home laid up with a fairly bitchen chest infection...feel like I have been punched in the chest for days, I fucken ache. Have spent 80% of the last two days asleep, managed a quick trip to work to get enough work cleared for today off and to see the doctor. Not that it was much use, $65 bucks to be told im sick and should be at home, no pills or potions for the wads of green and brown shit I am coughing up from somewhere inside of me. Gonna head back to bed...just had a shower and I am exhausted. When I wake if I am not noticing any sort of improvement I am heading to another quack and demanding action. I hate being fucken sick...luv to all 