Here comes a have you ever kind of story.
Have you ever been just relaxing, minding your own business whilst watching television and creeping the internet – when you suddenly have an “OW! What the hell was that?” kind of moment?
I was all curled up, sat sideways in an extremely bad posture that would’ve gotten me the ruler in Catholic grade school. Something made me cough, which promptly caused a sharp pain around my upper left flank area. After a quick assessment to determine I wasn’t having a heart attack, followed by certain careful movements, I not so calmly decided either something in my back is pinched again, or I strained a muscle earlier in the day during one of my asthmatic coughing fits. I’m guessing the latter is the case.
So, since 5 a.m., I’ve been awake, waiting for ibuprofen to start working – which can be anywhere from 10 minutes to almost 2 hours, depending on various conditions.
Meanwhile, as I wait, I’ve browsed the internet, checked my inbox, and played a few rounds of let’s search Google to see if I’m dying. Yep. I’m that person who as I search how long it takes for ibuprofen to work, my mind races with thoughts like will this pain stop and why me.
After my short lived stint on WebMd (which told me I have a life threatening condition), I headed over to Tumblr in an attempt to redirect my hypochondriac thoughts.
Those thoughts turned into things like
This probably isn’t going away soon
I need to poop
But I just had a drink of water
If I have a drink, I’ll have to pee too
Should I just get up?
Why am I still in pain?
Now I’m hungry
But my hurtburn just went away!
John Stamos is freaking HOT AF.
Thanks, Tumblr, for the great pics!
Oh look. A picture of David Garrett too.
I wonder what time it is in Japan right now
I don’t need to Google that because I’ve trained my mind to quickly figure it out.
I hope it doesn’t snow today
I’m exhausted … next week.
Welcome to my brain. Good night. Oh wait. It’s morning.