I've caught my first real cold in about fifteen or so years. I am so, so sick. I was really rundown over the past weekend due to the continuing problems with my neighbor. And I ended up catching this thing. I'm a nyquil commercial.
Normally, I never, ever catch colds. The only reason I even got one about fifteen or so years ago was because I had moved at that time and I was severely rundown.
I put in a moving request. I can't live here anymore. My neighbor has severe schizophrenia with auditory and visual hallucinations. And he's been targeting me, stalking me. Alot of bad stuff. I fought having to move for five months. But he's been getting worse. And he's only halfway through the eviction process. He might be here another year or longer. It's become a night and day call the cops or security deal. And the stress is killing me off. The laws are horrible. He gets tons and tons of time to be free to hurt or kill anyone in the building till he's finally evicted. I can't stay. But I will make them put me in a quiet building. This time, they have to accommodate my disability and put me someplace quiet. I'm not doing this again.
But this is what happens when I'm rundown, I get uber sick. Praying this cold goes away soon. I'm dizzy, feverish, coughing my brains out. Stuffed up. It's bad. And I had my idiot healthy old family friend say to me that a cold is nothing and she works with colds. I am so incredibly ill with this, I can't stand up. For people with already compromised immune systems, a cold is not minor. This has me completely down. I'm too sick to do anything right now.
Normally, I never, ever catch colds. The only reason I even got one about fifteen or so years ago was because I had moved at that time and I was severely rundown.
I put in a moving request. I can't live here anymore. My neighbor has severe schizophrenia with auditory and visual hallucinations. And he's been targeting me, stalking me. Alot of bad stuff. I fought having to move for five months. But he's been getting worse. And he's only halfway through the eviction process. He might be here another year or longer. It's become a night and day call the cops or security deal. And the stress is killing me off. The laws are horrible. He gets tons and tons of time to be free to hurt or kill anyone in the building till he's finally evicted. I can't stay. But I will make them put me in a quiet building. This time, they have to accommodate my disability and put me someplace quiet. I'm not doing this again.
But this is what happens when I'm rundown, I get uber sick. Praying this cold goes away soon. I'm dizzy, feverish, coughing my brains out. Stuffed up. It's bad. And I had my idiot healthy old family friend say to me that a cold is nothing and she works with colds. I am so incredibly ill with this, I can't stand up. For people with already compromised immune systems, a cold is not minor. This has me completely down. I'm too sick to do anything right now.
