I hate being sick, this started on Friday (I was feeling kind of punk). Saturday morning I woke up really sick, and only went out to get myself a sandwich. (You all know that my appetite rarely wanes). I haven't been out of my house since then. I keep thinking I'll wake up and feel better, but I haven't. I think I'm on the upswing though, I'm using less kleenex, but I might run out today. Poor Copper tried to get me to take him for a walk yesterday, he was nudgeing my pillow and picking up my shoes. I can't think of walking too far from my bed or couch right now. I get a little dizzy at this point, I think it's a sinus infection, thanks mom ;(
I hate being sick...
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