Went to doctor, got shot in butt, got bottle of pills, ate chicken soup that a friend brought to me. I have bronchitis. I'm still happy, though, as long as it's temporary (don't want pneumonia, of course). The other day I was thinking about the things I want to accomplish this fall. Before starting school this semester, I wasn't sure how I was going to manage without passing out from exhaustion. Now that I've gathered some momentum, I am confident I can accomplish everything I planned to do. Even with a bout of bronchitis.