I’m sick.
A doctor says so, and they are never wrong. He even poked two different things in my ears and made me go ‘aaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh’.
Not sure why he bothered as I coughed all over him when I sat down.
Any way.
I’m officially sick. Sympathy gratefully accepted although probably most unwarranted.
I’m rambling.
’cause I’m sick.
Rae’s sick to, but she doesn’t have a piece of paper from the doctor to make it legit.
🙁 At least you’re sick TOGETHER. 🙂 Get well soon, you two!
I’m not sick. I feel fine. It’s only when I’m with you at home in the evening that I feel… oh heeeeyyyyy…. I see the connection! I feel ill in the evenings when the cold sets in. (and you thought I was gonna say “I feel sick when with you”! Hah!)