I am dying. OK, not really. But it kind of feels like it, since I am coughing up a lung over here. I am really not having any fun. I finally took a shower today, since I woke up looking like Medusa. Nice. I even managed to make it to the grocery store, which I wasn't functional enough to do yesterday. Baby steps, really. I am sucking down Gatorade like water and taking OTC drugs like candy. God bless the NyQuil family and Robitussin.
And my roommate wins the greatest roommate award for taking such good care of me.
Quote of the Day: I'm too drugged to think of one...
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