Rambles

I'm sitting in the school library and, in an attempt to look busy, writing in my blog.
I've convinced myself I have pneumonia. I woke up yesterday with a hurty back and after 5 minutes of contortionist stretching I rendered myself a cripple and the only way I could stop the agony ripping through my back and chest was to lie still in bed. SO that's what I did for a bit until I thought I was well enough to sit up. on discovering I couldn't actually do that I left panicky messages on my parents phone, sent expletive text messages to my housemate and wept down the phone to my friend. After a little while, I had a bit of a cough, a miraculous thing happened as a result of this splutter; i could suddenly, not only sit up but get up with only minor pain noises.
I phoned NHS direct and had to convince the operator lady I didn't need an ambulance and that there were no shooting pains down my left arm or any other heart-attacky symptoms. The nurse said I might have a chest infection and that if I start coughing up anything gross I should go to the doctors. Not feeling my better by the afternoon I decided to take her advice. After staggering to the college medical surgery I was told to go back tomorrow, which is today and which is why I'm in the library wasting time instead of at home, lying in bed, wasting time. I'm bored of writing now, I'm going to go read- which apparently something else these libraries are good for.