I have now been sick for two and a half weeks. Not vomitous-sick or death-bed-sick - just... sick.
It started out two Sundays ago with a sore throat that seemed to be progressing safely and slowly. However, it suddenly transformed into a miserable cough when I most unwisely fell asleep in the boys' room (a.k.a. cancer pit) in Chicago on Tuesday
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Like an icecube dropped in water: you know how they fracture internally with a series of clicks and, yes, squeaks and pops? I imagine the thawing poles are making much the same kind of sounds right now. Only louder.
Anyway - I like this journal and I'm going to stroll off and add you, if that's Ok.
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