Friends,
Folks at work have been playing hot potato with a fun little illness that has rested on my doorstep. Low-grade fever, hacking cough, headache.
Good times!
I feel like I’ve been gargling with splinters. Like I’m wearing an inside-out spiky dog collar. Some at work say this thing has plagued them (oh crap, I used the “p” word) for over two weeks now. Yippee! I’m on day three.
– bob