I think there must be a few Calvinist bones lurking in my body because it always feels like giving in if I even consider admitting I'm sick. But after a coughy and sneezy night, I took a sick day today, my first this year. The plan is to watch some of the
Kay Francis movies I've recorded and see how much chicken soup I can eat. Doesn't chicken soup taste wonderful when it hits the spot perfectly? And thank heaven for Tylenol Severe Cold which seems to keep the drippy nose under control without making me stop breathing, bless it.
Update - 4 pm - Definitely feeling better. Thanks for all the good wishes!!!
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