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Where is my lung?

If, in addition to reading the blog, you're one of my Facebook friends, you know I've been sick. It's easier to send a short status report from a two-inch keyboard than it is to create a blog post.

I shall try.

I started coughing Sunday evening and haven't stopped since. Cough syrup helps, but when four hours have passed (the elapsed time between recommended doses), believe me, I know it.

I could have gotten so much done the last couple of days. Apparently I can't learn to slow down and take it easy on my own; I need to cough up a lung in order to take a break.

I'm reading and playing solitaire and knitting and napping. All I need is a cat and I'd qualify as an Old Woman.

Cough, cough.

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gingersnapper said…
You gotta stop smoking that crack girlie
denise said…
Oh no ... so sorry to hear you're not feeling well. There seems to be a widespread outbreak of this kind of thing, as someone I work with here in GA has it and my mom in PA also has it and now you in WV... :-(

Definitely take it easy and give yourself time and energy to heal. Hang in there and feel better soon.


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