I have asthma, or so they say....

Today's a .... I wouldn't say bad day, cos I already expected bad news.
So, today's a not so good day.
I planned to wake up at 7, so I could get to the hospital around 8:30 and then probably wouldn't have to wait too long.
But I woke up at 8 instead. lazed around and got there at 10am.
More X rays, more blood tests, waited.
Would you believe.... from 10 till 3pm......
Urgh.... And he told me I have asthma.
Great.

Now, I'm not complaining about being told I have asthma or the long waiting time,
I mean all the staff were very nice, the doctor's nice, why, he's even cute.
I'm pissed because why do I have to go see a specialist by myself, to have him diagnosed that I have asthma, and write me a referral letter to the hospital I have been going to all these while (because the waiting time is really too atrocious, and I will always have to take annual leave to go there if I were to go back), which the doctor said I don't have asthma??!!
ARGH!!!!

Ok, so I have asthma, fine, I have asthma.

Now what?

Ok, let's think about what good things happened today.
Well, I didn't wash my laundry and it rained. Yeah!
Because another typhoon is coming! Urgh!
We are suppose to throw out raw garbage before 8 on Mondays and Thursdays,
but the rubbish collector hasn't come yet, so I get to throw it out after 9 today. Yeah! No bad smell till Thursday!
.....
They gave me a plaster with Hello Kitty after the blood test... duh...

Damn.
Ok, I'm a bit worried, or rather, wonder what my sup and above will say.
If they think it will affect my work.
It has definitely affected my brain. I keep saying things wrongly, typing mistakes and all that. I think, and my reaction is a lot slower than before. I can't even crack stupid jokes.

Maybe I should just go home, find a nice man, get married, have 2 kids to keep myself busy. Urgh!!!
When I'm tired, I just don't want to do anything anymore.
Before this, I thought I was invincible,
yeah, I get sick sometimes, I get tired.
But nothing's too difficult, too big to handle for me.
I was superman!
But superman died.
Argh!!!!

Well, I guess everything is still ok at this moment.
Least I'm still blogging.
If I ever stop, I guess it's either, I'm sick, dead, or busy changing diapers of 2 kids.
ARGH!!!!!!!