Dear Chronic Illness,

This is the person of the body in which you chose to occupy yourself in about 5 or so years ago.

Remember the agreement we made? The one where I said I would be nice to you as long as you were nice to me??

Remember how I promised I would only put things in my body which would make you feel better, and, in return, you would fly under the radar?

Well...I've been doing my part! So, why have you been disagreeing with me so much here lately?

I understand you don't like me putting prescription medications into my body. Trust me, I don't like it either. But, unfortunately, they are the only thing that will provide relief from my intense migraines.

The spell you gave me last week caused me to fall over in pain, literally. The other spell you gave me last week prevented me from falling asleep till 5 am. Now that one was seriously uncalled for.

Because you've been so uncooperative and have given me no other option, I will be calling the doctor tomorrow concerning you. Feel free to get in your last kicks tonight. Trust me, by tomorrow, your fun will be over!