...to not be sick. I knew it was going to happen. Every year it does. It's always at the last minute too.
I woke up this morning feeling like death...or what I imagine death feels like. Sore throat, aches, headache, the works. Chugged some Dayquil and headed into work. Made it about two hours before I realized that I might have strep throat (crap) and since girlymama's lugging the childrens to Ohio tomorrow, that it'd be pretty unfortunate if I had strep and decided it would be everyone's gift from me to them this year. I couldn't run out of work fast enough. Oh no sore throat, you are not ruining my Gracie cuddles.
(love)
So, I went to the minute clinic and WHEW, the initial diagnosis is that it is NOT strep, but just a terrible cold. And so here I am. Stuck in Columbus on the couch with the dog until further notice. I'm hoping I wake up tomorrow feeling better, better enough to make the trek up to Cleveland.
Oh Santa, all I want for Christmas is to feel better...and for my Blackberry to work. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ALL THE BLACKBERRYS THIS WEEK?!?!
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