Meh, welcome to cold number three. Just as cold number two was getting better (though there was still crap in my lungs) cold number three started. Aargh! I am so freakin' fed up with being sick!

Cold number one was brought home from pre-school by Gabriel. It ended with my getting pneumonia and before the pneumonia had cleared up completely, cold number two started up.

Cold number two was also brought home from pre-school by Gabriel. It ended up with my lungs filling with mucus. Before that cleared up completely, I got cold number three.

Cold number three was brought home from work by Rob. I'm feeling worse and worse and more mucus is building up in my lungs. Chances are, I'll need yet another doctor's trip at some point.

This is seriously getting insane. I just want to be healthy again.

To make matter worse, I found out that I will be needing surgery sometime in the future. It never ends, does it?