vertical.



I know people say that men are big ol’ babies when it comes to being sick and that women just do what needs to be done no matter how sick they are…

Yeah. That doesn’t really apply to me. I mean, it did when the kids were little, but now? No way. When I’m sick, the world stops turning. (As it should when you’re the Empress) I need to be babied and sadly, I also need to be left alone. Pretty much, you’re screwed no matter what you do… But trust me, it’s always better to do something than nothing at all. Yes. I know. I’m not right, but y’all all love me just the way I am…

What started out as a head cold, ended up as attempted murder by my inside parts. I don’t know if I had a stomach bug or a bad reaction to cold meds, but let me just say, Death WOULD HAVE BEEN WELCOME. <– too dramatic? I DON'T THINK SO.

Anyway, after a day of near death experiences, napping, and lots of Words With Friends I am all better now. I’m vertical. I’ve had coffee. I’m no longer wishing for death. I think we can call today a win.

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