Sunday, October 10, 2010

Just shoot me. Please. It would be a change, at least.

Temp just hit over 100 for the seventh day in a row.  The sore throat is omnipresent.  It is known not to be strep, or Epstein-Barr, and the mumps titer has not come back yet.  Whatever it is, it's not terribly contagious: nobody else in the house has come down with it. Even Echidna Boy, who gets sick if you look at him wrong.

I am so freaking tired of all of this.

Time to hunt down something soft to eat and go watch Mythbusters and nap.  My brain is fried.

1 comment:

  1. I'll shoot you if you'll shoot me, although I have a feeling I'll feel better once my ataples are out on Tuesday.

    Feel better, use this as a reason everyone has to wait on you hand and foot!

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