Gross. And did I mention that I’m staying home today because I’m still sick? Yep, this damn bug is now three weeks old. I managed to evict it from my throat and it set up shop in my lungs. I was up all night coughing and horking up nastiness. In the immortal words of Xander, “Mix in a little rectal surgery, and it’s my best day ever!”
Update: Well, I’m back from my fourth doctor’s visit in three weeks. I’m on yet another round of antibiotics, as well as stuffing myself with Vitamin C and Primrose Oil. The whole time she was talking to me I kept thinking about Max‘s fascination with flesh-eating virii, and I swear I was thisclose to asking her if I could get tested for Ebola.