I absolutely loathe. I was more than two weeks delayed, finally got it yesterday, was in bed almost the whole day, unable to move yet unable to find a comfortable position to remain in for very long. I could barely talk, discounting the ocassional whimpers and cries of agony. In those moments I found myself wishing I was a boy. Harrumph
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