It never fails…if you take care of someone who is sick with some sort of “coughy” ailment, chances are that you’re going to either catch it, or something close to it.
Just after Seth recovers from his battle with Strepp and things seem to be back to normal around the pad…
WHAM!!!
Now I come down with the double whammy of sinus infection and uber-cold-from-hell!!!
And only two days before we are due to drive up into the mountains for some long-overdue snow boarding and skiing.
Figures.
It’s been over a year since either of us has actually touched snow, and now that we get the chance, I turn into Typhoid Mary.
That’s okay. Seth had assloads of antibiotics left over and I’ve gone down on them like a prostitute on Greek Fleet Night.
I expect to be all better by tomorrow. I’d better be. Because Seth has threatened to set my head on fire if I’m not.
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