The cold

Oh man. 

Rhinovirus is not just a funny sounding disease. 

At least, I assume that’s what I have right now, based on the exceptional quality of the congestion and scratchy throat that I’m experiencing.

Luckily, it was a light day. My six year old diminutive doppelgänger had her follow up with the ENT, and managed to live through a tiny light being shoved into her right nares.

She was not pleased, but she did survive. 

She is definitely a chip off the old block, as it’s been only a year and a half since her tonsils and adenoids were removed, and she’s almost replaced her adenoids. 

Lovely. Most people don’t regrow body parts. I wonder if we’re part salamander.

I bribed her/rewarded her with sushi before taking her home and rewarding myself with a PSL. 

Hey, I accept I’m basic each and every fall. I don’t mess with delicious, no matter what people call me.

Quick rounds and a few phone calls later I was saying “I need wings for supper”. 

I’ll start my healthier eating habits when I can breathe and taste vegetables again. Right now, spicy wings are just what the doctor ordered.

Tomorrow, I have to go buy some steroids to spray in my kids nose. That’ll go over well…

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