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18 years ago
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I'm awake because something woke me up.
This would be my stomach exercising, upon my lungs, something likable to an inter-organ donkey punch.
Let's start with some history:
When I was in high school, I caught whooping cough for the first time. I would have torrential streams of ragged coughing until my vocal cords were shredded and I was on the brink of passing out from asphyxiation--I could NOT inhale. My lungs had a constant need to EXPEL. I don't know if that's what usually killed people who had whooping cough, but eventually it was diagnosed (after it didn't go away for a few weeks) and I got it treated. And while it was slowly being weakened by treatment, at some point, I got fed up with coughing...
so...
I stopped.
I don't have a coughing reflex anymore because I had so much experience fighting with my own lungs that eventually I could FORCE myself to inhale and STOP a cough dead in its tracks. Then, I just kind of stopped coughing...
Now if I'm ever in a house that catches on fire while I'm asleep, I WILL die of smoke inhalation. If something starts to trickle down my windpipe, my lungs say "Ahhhhhh SCREW IT."
Even if it's something really painful, and, frankly, REALLY BAD for them.
LIKE STOMACH ACID!!!
... I think I have acid reflux. I can tell you right now it's nothing like heartburn at all, at least for me, because every night, after every meal, i can no longer trust my god damned stomach to keep its shit to itself. It creeps up my esophagus, and pours dinner into my lungs. Eventually my dreams will be interrupted by
PANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANIC
YOU DON'T BREATHE NO MORE, BITCH!
AND THEN, I have to SIT UP and consciously, methodically CLEAR my lungs, one calculated cough at a FUCKING TIME. And if I did it too fast, I would get that foul smelling shit that my stomach spat out caught amid the mouth-nose split where I can smell and taste it, and there goes the GAG REFLEX now OH SHIT IM GONNA
*PHLRRAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHK*
...this is just a tiny taste of hell. I can't eat dinner anymore. that's it. I'm not gonna put up with this shit. I just don't need this bullshit. I just DON'T need it, I don't want it, and I won't have it, "I'M MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GONNA TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!"
I am never going to eat until fullness again if this is the result.
But the worst part is... how it FEELS. Acid burns in my throat... and that shit was in my LUNGS! could this kill me!? am I going to have lung cancer because of the operations I'm interrupting with HYDROCHLORIC ACID? Is it getting in my BLOOD? Am I sustaining major erosion damage THERE? This is scaring the fuck out of me... and I don't have any fucking INSURANCE!!
... at least I might eventually -have- insurance pretty soon... I have a new job starting on the 29th and if I can just live long enough to get this to a doctor... Maybe they have a way they can diagnose it, or see what the hell is going on down there.
Good gods it burns... I end up just sitting on the edge of my bed feeling my throat become RAW with its saturation of sickening-sweet, acrid, chemical buildup, thinking what it must LOOK like... gods in their heavens, what is going ON in me!? ;_;
... i think my lungs are clear... for now... i just wanna stand by for a little while so i can be sure the shit isn't coming up anymore. I could swear my stomach has 'annexed' my esophagus like "STOMACH: EPISODE 1": It starts digesting. Then you backtrack to the prequel and it SUCKS DONKEY SHIT. God dammit I better not need some fucking pills for this.
...
maybe it's safe to go back to bed now...
-_-;
This would be my stomach exercising, upon my lungs, something likable to an inter-organ donkey punch.
Let's start with some history:
When I was in high school, I caught whooping cough for the first time. I would have torrential streams of ragged coughing until my vocal cords were shredded and I was on the brink of passing out from asphyxiation--I could NOT inhale. My lungs had a constant need to EXPEL. I don't know if that's what usually killed people who had whooping cough, but eventually it was diagnosed (after it didn't go away for a few weeks) and I got it treated. And while it was slowly being weakened by treatment, at some point, I got fed up with coughing...
so...
I stopped.
I don't have a coughing reflex anymore because I had so much experience fighting with my own lungs that eventually I could FORCE myself to inhale and STOP a cough dead in its tracks. Then, I just kind of stopped coughing...
Now if I'm ever in a house that catches on fire while I'm asleep, I WILL die of smoke inhalation. If something starts to trickle down my windpipe, my lungs say "Ahhhhhh SCREW IT."
Even if it's something really painful, and, frankly, REALLY BAD for them.
LIKE STOMACH ACID!!!
... I think I have acid reflux. I can tell you right now it's nothing like heartburn at all, at least for me, because every night, after every meal, i can no longer trust my god damned stomach to keep its shit to itself. It creeps up my esophagus, and pours dinner into my lungs. Eventually my dreams will be interrupted by
PANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANICPANIC
YOU DON'T BREATHE NO MORE, BITCH!
AND THEN, I have to SIT UP and consciously, methodically CLEAR my lungs, one calculated cough at a FUCKING TIME. And if I did it too fast, I would get that foul smelling shit that my stomach spat out caught amid the mouth-nose split where I can smell and taste it, and there goes the GAG REFLEX now OH SHIT IM GONNA
*PHLRRAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHK*
...this is just a tiny taste of hell. I can't eat dinner anymore. that's it. I'm not gonna put up with this shit. I just don't need this bullshit. I just DON'T need it, I don't want it, and I won't have it, "I'M MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GONNA TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!"
I am never going to eat until fullness again if this is the result.
But the worst part is... how it FEELS. Acid burns in my throat... and that shit was in my LUNGS! could this kill me!? am I going to have lung cancer because of the operations I'm interrupting with HYDROCHLORIC ACID? Is it getting in my BLOOD? Am I sustaining major erosion damage THERE? This is scaring the fuck out of me... and I don't have any fucking INSURANCE!!
... at least I might eventually -have- insurance pretty soon... I have a new job starting on the 29th and if I can just live long enough to get this to a doctor... Maybe they have a way they can diagnose it, or see what the hell is going on down there.
Good gods it burns... I end up just sitting on the edge of my bed feeling my throat become RAW with its saturation of sickening-sweet, acrid, chemical buildup, thinking what it must LOOK like... gods in their heavens, what is going ON in me!? ;_;
... i think my lungs are clear... for now... i just wanna stand by for a little while so i can be sure the shit isn't coming up anymore. I could swear my stomach has 'annexed' my esophagus like "STOMACH: EPISODE 1": It starts digesting. Then you backtrack to the prequel and it SUCKS DONKEY SHIT. God dammit I better not need some fucking pills for this.
...
maybe it's safe to go back to bed now...
-_-;
