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I'm on the tail end of a massive asthma attack brought on by food going down the wrong way. After I'd stopped coughing my lungs up I had the familliar steel-band-around-the-chest feeling. I've sucked down ventolin and pulmicort until my heart exploded and I died.
No I didn't. I made that up.
But I am light headed and having palpitations, and there is still some tightness in my chest. So I am wrapped up in a blanket in front of the heater, watching old episodes of The Bill on cable, and feeling like an old fart.
And tomorrow I go for a job interview with an employment agency. Great.
Funny how 2 new job opportunities came along in one week. The local abattoir asked me to appy for their IT position.
No I didn't. I made that up.
But I am light headed and having palpitations, and there is still some tightness in my chest. So I am wrapped up in a blanket in front of the heater, watching old episodes of The Bill on cable, and feeling like an old fart.
And tomorrow I go for a job interview with an employment agency. Great.
Funny how 2 new job opportunities came along in one week. The local abattoir asked me to appy for their IT position.
