Okay--I haven't actually GONE yet. Got an appointment, though.
When you go through a box of kleenex cuz it's all in your head (literally) and the next morning you're pleased as punch to be able to breathe through your nose--but can't stop coughing and there's this invisible elephant sitting on your chest..... *sigh* You'd LIKE to think you blew all that crud out....
Fine.
I'll GO to the doctor.
But I don't haffta like it.
*grumbling*
1 comment:
get better. feel better. be better.
get better. feel better. be better.
get better. feel better. be better.
((((Mel)))) ((((Mel)))) ((((Mel))))
hugs hugs hugs
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