About 3 weeks ago, I got a medium cold. A bugger, but nothing overwhelming. 2 weeks into the cold, I began to feel a bit better, and was sure that I had gotten through the worst of it. Well, next morning, I wake up shaking with chills, sweating, ready to puke. So… I turn on the (cannabis) vaporizer thinking I’ll at least soothe my nausea. A vaporizer is very, very smooth to inhale. But when I DID inhale, I started hacking and coughing. That cold I had must have shifted into my lungs.

The cough began maybe 4-5 days ago. So that means no cannabis to ease nausea. The result? Vomit. And lots of it. Went to the doctor 2 days ago, was diagnosed with pneumonia, and got an injection of high-grade antibiotics and also some take-home pills.

Now, I’m still coughing, but it’s breaking up, which is good. Feeling a little better each day after those antibiotics.

Here’s the hideous part for me, though: all that vomiting in those few days led to some super-quick weight loss. Current weight as of 2 days ago at the doc office: 79 pounds.  [Before any of this, I was holding at around 90 lbs. My IDEAL weight is 120 lbs.]

79 pounds! I weighed 77 on my wedding day, April 2007. In one week or less, I’m back to where I was 2 years ago. Can you say disheartening?

Once my lungs fully clear, I’m going hog-wild on that vaporizer. I least I know it will be there to back me up once I can inhale peacefully.

It’s always gotta be something, huh?

I feel like this dude I drew: