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Posted: 11.11.2001
Bleh
I hate that moment where your mind switches over from "I'm not getting sick" to "ok, I'm sick...and I want to die and/or I want my mommy". You feel so defeated. We made the trek out to Wal Mart around 1 a.m. to stock up on cold meds, Cold Eeze, zinc-echinacea-vitamin C lozenges, OJ (the beverage, not the psycho killer), and Puffs -- only to get home and discover the Cold Eeze didn't make it home with us. So back out we went...and we're just getting in... If you don't hear much out of either of us tomorrow, we're curled up under the covers feeling sorry for ourselves. Hope you all manage to avoid the death flu -- enjoy what's left of the weekend!







Yup, so I don't remember which one of you I kissed Friday night, but yesterday my ear, nose and throat were bothering me...I drank tea and soup all day and had some nasty TheraFlu before bed, it's a little better this morning. We even busted open the 5lb. Hersheys and even that didn't make it better!

¤ ¤ posted by Michelle on November 12, 2001 at 05:32 AM ¤ ¤

Awww, sorry to hear your feeling under the weather Robyn. I know exactly what you mean about feeling defeated. It also seems to make it harder to handle when your both sick and don't have the other to take care of you. I will be thinking of you and hope your feeling better soon. Take care hun :)

¤ ¤ posted by Catherine on November 12, 2001 at 09:54 AM ¤ ¤

I'm so sorry you guys are sick! Hope that you're feeling a little better today. Take care, the both of you! That death flu is a doozy. Get all the OJ (the juice not the killer) you can. Sending "Get Well" hugs your way.

¤ ¤ posted by Tara on November 12, 2001 at 10:47 AM ¤ ¤

Sorry you're sick sweetheart. I thought of you all weekend. I guess that was your telepathic "I need my Mommy" I was hearing. Guess I should have called, but I worked Saturday, and figured with the holiday you were busy. Sorry. I love you, and Todd too. Take care of yourselves.

¤ ¤ posted by Mama on November 13, 2001 at 02:46 PM ¤ ¤



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