I am not dead, but I almost was. I have had pneumonia. It came on fast, and I had no idea why I felt like I was on deaths door after being sick for 5 days, until I finally went to the Dr. and he said "You look too sick"
And, it's not easy to drive a car with no power steering, and a breathalizer on it when you have pneumonia. It wore me out just to go upstairs and take a crap!
I couldn't sleep for days because of how loud I was wheezing, and how much I was coughing. I took night time robitussin, and trazadone, which is a prescription sleeping pill and couldn't sleep! I was starting to feel like Edward Norton in the Fight Club.
"I am Fizzgigs mucus engorged lungs"
I have never been so sick, and can't say I have enjoyed it. The only few moments of relaxation I had was taking one of the 10 scalding hot baths a day I took. I've been on antibiotics and inhalers for over a week, going on week number 3 of being sick. I feel better, and I'm back to work!
Needless to say this put a damper on my first 5k, and I was unable to attend. I am still not even suppose to do housework. Not being able to do piddly mundane tasks is annoying because although I feel fine now, my body still lets me know I need to rest as much as I can.
I imagine this is a preview of what its like to get old. I can hardly wait.
Who suffered most, was my dog, who was so bored from my lack of energy to entertain him, I woke up to him eating cat hair out of the cat brush, with a little snot rag in there for good measure.
Reason 456,987,214 not to have kids, with my luck, a kid would not just eat cat hair, it would eat comet and I'd wind up in jail.
Reason 567,904,123 not to have kids, you can't ignore them for 7 days aside from letting them outside to pee and poop, and dumping food in a bowl for them without going to jail.