Flu and Bronchitis or From Scylla into Charybdis

I just recently recovered from the flu. It was a tenacious flu that didn't want to relinquish its grasp. And when it finally did give in, it left me with a nasty bronchitis. When I eventually went to the doctor, he told me, "vous avez une bronchite qui s'est bien prise," which, loosely translated, means: "your an idiot, and you should have come in to see me days ago." But, three packages of amoxicillin later, I'm back on my feet and back at school with nothing but a lingering cough (which I use shamelessly to garner sympathy).