Going down for the count

Every morning this week I have woken up with a sore throat. After a few minutes of panic, it would go away and I would go about my day. But today the sore throat has come back DURING the day and that can only mean one thing. I'm about to get sick.

I can feel it. I'm tired and all I want to do right now is crawl into bed and go to sleep. I had planned on stocking up for the big freeze (don't laugh northerners) later this weekend, but I don't think I will be leaving my apartment once I get there this afternoon so I'm going to the grocery store tonight. I hate, hate, hate being sick, but I guess if I am going to be sick any weekend it might as well be the one where it is going to be cold and rainy and I wouldn't have gone anywhere anyway.

Cross your fingers that this is just a sore throat anticipating weather change and not something more serious. I hate being sick.

Thundersleet

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