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August 03, 2005
Serving a nice full glass of whine
I'm sick.
No ... I mean physically sick [yes, you, enjoy your snickering]. It's not enough that yet another "chiller" at work went out meaning that the office temp was slowing rising, but it feels like there's a small encampment of orcs on my chest and I sound like a fog horn when coughing ... to the point several co-workers came by and said in a chorus of concern ...
"Shit Darleen! Go home before you infect the rest of us! Thoughtless wench."
So, here I am, in bed with my laptop and wondering when the drugs kick in for a nap.
I hate being sick. Maybe we moms just outgrow it, because when I was little, being sick was laying in bed with my mom serving me cinnamon toast and warm milk, Vicks Vapo-rub on my chest and the tiny black & white tv on my dresser so I could watch afternoon cartoons.
:::sniff::: I want someone to get me some toast!
Posted by Darleen at August 3, 2005 12:16 PM