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For the first time in my life, I'm actually looking forward to every after-meals, which is when I can take my medicines. It means I'm a step closer to getting well. I hate being sick. Especially my cough. This time it sucks so bad. One flight of stair and my breathing gets heavy and loud. I feel like I'm having asthma 24/7 just yet to give me a sudden attack. Doctor says I'm on strong antibiotics but I'm still not getting better, maybe I'm too impatient, maybe I'm too immune to the multiple antibiotics I've taken for my cough over the past 4 years. D:
I need a new pair of lungs.