Christmas Season is Finally Here; Did a Truck Run Over Me?
I awoken on Friday feeling tried; that is an understatement, I felt like a truck ran over me. I still put the trees up and partially decorated our house. I was in the kitchen when DF said the words I dread: “Bob you are sick! Go to bed” I argued for about 5 minutes and compromised; I laid down on the couch. It would seem like I didn’t awake till Saturday. For those first couple of moments I thought, “great I can catch-up.” I finally realized that not only was I still ill, but my throat had joined the party. I seem to have a problem with being ill, I always feel...
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