Ça sera bien. Not.

So, I have bronchitis. This is what I get for volunteering at the retirement home. Last time Lindsey and I went they were having a bronchitis outbreak and all the nurses were in masks but they told us, "Oh, you're young and healthy, you'll be fine." No, I'm not fine, I can't breathe without it hurting. After two days of trying to fight it, I finally skipped all my Tuesday classes, went to the doctor to get some medicine, and then have been sleeping for the last six hours. I hate that it's the second week and I had to skip classes already. At least French doctors know how to medicate. Take a look at my stash:



Otherwise, I am hoping I can make it to my class and the grocery store tomorrow, then I'll have from Thursday until Sunday to do nothing but relax.