Mom and I have not been able to kick this disgusting, hellacious flu or whatever it is. Today is day NINE. No fever. Just coughing our fool heads off, nauseous (so we couldn’t eat but did I lose an ounce? NO.) Headachy off and on. And so tired. So weak. Coughing coughing coughing. I’d be up a day, then down a day. Then up an afternoon. Then down two days.
I don’t get sick. Ever. I did have emergency surgery once. I guess I save up… Anyway, this had gone on for too, too long. I was emailing a . . . → Read More About Panaceia At My Door
