Those who know me probably know that I don't do 'sick' very well. Those who have lived with me know how miserable and whingey I am when I'm sick. Yesterday morning I woke up and I was fine. around 11am I was on the phone and all the sudden I needed to be sick and it was downhill from there all day. I felt properly miserable all day. I even called my mother to spread the misery so she would make me feel better. She didn't make me feel better, but she did tolerate my moaning.
This morning I'm still a bit delicate, but nothing like I was yesterday.
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