So it's the day before Greg's birthday and I wake up to the horrific signs of Chronic Periodic Inflammatory Tonsillitis also known as "sore throat" to those of you who have normal sized tonsils. Anyway so I took two Tylenol and when to work hoping things would get better.
Of course they didn't.
So now I'm lying disabled in bed with no Sucrets Defense Pills, no Cepocol, no chicken noodle and no orange juice. Looks like I'll be battling this one by myself. And oh what I would give if I could just have my Missy girl to snuggle with.
I just hope I'm well enough to make Greg his cake and sing to him tomorrow.
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