Not Dead Yet.

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The sore throat turned into a cold that turned into something perfectly evil. My skull seems to have been replaced by an anvil which someone keeps pounding on.

On the upside, I've found my puppy.

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michaelg said…
That bug has been hopping from person to person up here too. Nothing worse than a summer cold. Bleh. I hope the evil is exorcised with some good sleep and pleasant teas.

You MUST get a Corgi puppy. You simply must. Think of the pictures you could share with us.
5:09 PM
Anonymous said…
Ugh. I hate summer colds with a passion. Picture this: I had just finished my sophmore year in high school. Summer is here yay! I go to the doctor because of a cough that won't go away. Verdict: No going out at night and sleep with a humidifier... the whole summer. Now, night air still affects me when I get a little cold. So you take care of that and feel better soon!
9:39 AM
Mnmom said…
Colds and sore throats are the worst! Hope you are feeling better soon. Lots of OJ over ice. And Aleve-D, has a decongestant in it and it's the only things that works for my midwestern sinuses.
2:03 PM
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