And in flew Enza...
I had every intention of being a good blogger this week, and blogging away every day. Even just a little bit.
And then, at 5.13 monday night, I got a sore throat.
"Darn. Here comes a head cold." I said.
Oh, such optimism.
By tuesday morning, I no longer had a sore throat. Instead, it felt like someone had scoured the inside of my neck with steel wool. I also had a headache, which I put down to lack of caffeine and tried to 'cure' with three double shot coffees over the course of the morning.
Not surp
And then, at 5.13 monday night, I got a sore throat.
"Darn. Here comes a head cold." I said.
Oh, such optimism.
By tuesday morning, I no longer had a sore throat. Instead, it felt like someone had scoured the inside of my neck with steel wool. I also had a headache, which I put down to lack of caffeine and tried to 'cure' with three double shot coffees over the course of the morning.
Not surp
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