Well, I made it to work for two hours and then faced up to it being to early to be back. I'm better than I was but I still have a headache and internal gurgling. What a bother. On top of that, when I went to go home, my car wouldn't start. Dead battery. I had to call Steve to rescue me; he jumped it and will replace the battery when he gets home tonight.
So I can't even drive Tug to the place where he can run free for a walk and I can't get groceries that we're starting to need.
Steve has shooting tonight and nothing on tv for me so early to bed and I'll try again in the morning. I hate being sick; it's so unproductive.
Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster
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