June 14, 2012

And she's out...

I spent three days sleeping on the blow up mattress when D thought he was getting sick just because I knew I'd get it.  And who wants to be sick on vacation.  So I steered clear, extra wide.  Then vacation comes (more on that when I'm feeling better) and he says he's fine.  So snuggle up!  And.... Bam!  And she's down for the count!

I get it, of course, I always do, and now I feel miserable.  Why, oh why, do I get sick so easily?  So now, I'm stocking up on random medicine trying to make it through each day, hoping that the antibiotics kick in soon and I can get back to my life.

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