For the last three weeks I have been surviving at varying degrees of sickness. With the start of each day the symptoms would shuffle around in a twisted game of musical chairs. I was hot. I was cold. I couldn’t talk. Headaches. Vomiting. I think I’m over the worst of it now, but I’m being told that I probably have some sort of infection.
Let’s hope it’s something good…like Zombitus. I’d make a good zombie.