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Tuesday, November 08, 2005

The Diagnosis Is In

Well, we came home with drogs. Lots and lots of drugs. We have decongetants, steroids, and antibiotics. Now, where are the sleeping pills. Not for me, for the KIDS. I just want to lay in bed for a few days and for some reason, it just ain't happenin'.

I really just want to be able to breath out of my right nostril. My nose is so stuffy, my lips are getting chapped from breathing through my damn mouth. Man, I would take a raging case of "ring o' fire" anyday.

 

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