When life feels like an episode of House

Everyone loves the TV series House.

Well, my life feels like it could be completely scripted from that show.

My writing has been on a stalemate.  For the past week, I've been battling . . . hiccups.  Yes, you heard right.  Hiccups.

And not just a mild tickle either.  Hiccups that feel like I am choking to death.  In the end, my doctors have said it was more than likely from an allergic reaction to a medication I had been taking for my ITP (low platelets).

Needless to say, I am no longer taking that medicine.

But yet the battle rages on, gradually getting less and less in frequency of hiccups.

I'm sure not too far along the horizon I'll look back on this experience and . . . oh, hell, I'll look back and say how much it sucked.

Because it does.

Don't worry, I'll still keep working.  Reviews of Guest of Honor keep coming in, and several are either 4 and 5 stars.  Many are flattering.  Thanks to those who have.