Friday, September 2, 2011

sick day

>Have a pretty bad cough and go to the doctors
>Acute Bronchitis
>Doc recomends bed rest
>Ching Chong thinks I am dying
>By my side all the time
>Constantly doing every little thing for me
>Starts feeding me food and I realize something tastes weird about it
>She put crushed up flinstone vitamins in it.
>I explain to her that while I appreciate the thought this was not needed
>She doesn't understand and thinks I want to die
>All that crying

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