You would think this would be a fairly obvious to most people, but as someone who had never HAD pneumonia before, I didn't truly grasp the HORRIBLENESS that is pneumonia.
And it's horrible. And a little scary.
I wasn't even sick. I mean, I had no cold, no cough, I just woke up one morning last week and got hit by a freight train. And then I got pneumonia. (see what I did there? I kill me.) My chest hurt so bad, I was googling heart attack symptoms. What do you mean, I should have gone to the hospital? That might have made sense or something! Geez...
On the upside, the antibiotics are working, and I no longer feel like I might keel over any second.
The downside being that I am further behind on Book 2 than I wanted to be. Which seems to be my normal state of being with this book, so maybe if I adjust my internal schedule to match what's actually happening, I'd be a happier person.
But I did get some writing done today, and it was even funny. Not like the joke above funny, but really funny. I swear.
As soon as I get this chapter done, I get to start cannibalizing some previously written stuff, so my word count will skyrocket, albeit in a cheaty sort of way.
Wish me luck!