Cough, cough……. sputter….I can barely see thru the feverish haze. Are those angels? Cough…cough…..
I just know I have a fever. My glands feel very swollen and my tongue is coated. I think the mailman must have given me the plague today when he was dropping off my new toys. I am just not sure I can make it to work…feel so weak…….
Clemmy says, ‘Get your scrubs on, get this thing off my sleeping area and go the hell to work.’
I guess I’ll go get in the shower.