I am better than yesterday, but am at the point where a lot of stuff is draining down into my mouth and it's so not pretty. "Draining" isn't even the right word since the consistency of the muck is disgustingly thick. It's more like a slow slide. Like a slug, moving at the speed of dusk.
Jeff Vogel at Irony Central writes this about kids as carriers:
"Children are renowned for their skill as disease vectors, picking up germs from all their little friends and inflicting them on their undeserving parents. Cordelia has a knack for it. My wife Mariann and I are still warm and loving in all the ways legally required, but it is hard to keep from flinching when she runs up to hug us. Even her most adorable smile is not enough to help us keep from speculating on what evil, fucked-up, monkey virus she is infecting us with at that moment."
Like I wrote before, I know how to handle sinus congestion. I will be 100% by Sunday if I stay on track. But the 60% I'm at right now sucks. I am too tired, my head hurts and I am in need of some TLC.
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