Oh, Araignee, you may have spoken something into existence. My stomach is better (marginally), but I woke up at 2 AM with a runny nose that turned out to be a bloody nose that has been a drip/run all day with coughing and misery and a low-grade fever and alternating cold and hot and a stupid incipient head cold.
I've spent the day on the couch, watching "John Wick 4," though breaking it up around long naps. Then I watched the Derby, now I'm seeing how much of the hockey game I can stay awake for.
Meanwhile, Tap is certain there is a massive insect about, and is running around and barking like mad. Never a dull moment here. If you can hear it over the nose-blowing and sinus-rinsing.
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