Went out for dinner on Sunday night with Doc and Mrs. Russia, and a good time was had by all, as always.
Yesterday morning: woke up as sick as a dog, all the symptoms from my earlier plague having returned — pink-eye, sore throat, cough, congestion etc. etc. etc.
Only this time they’d all disappeared by the end of the day, save for the pink-eye, and even that had got better by this morning. All without any meds.
My fucking body needs to get its shit together, because I’m getting sick [sic] of it.
Hope you feel better soon.
seems like your body’s telling you not to spend the money going out for dinner
House party at Doc’s. Cost: $20 for the wine, $10 for the flowers.
I hope you feel better soon.
The only good thing about getting old (er) is that it beats the alternative.
jr is correct…..but, WELCOME TO YOUR GOLDEN YEARS.