The cold erupted into a full-blown flu - sore throat, fever, the works and we spent Mikey's birthday (which was yesterday) at home. Bummer! We'd plans to go out to dinner and coming home with a sinful-licious cake, but that all into the garbage, along with the two boxes of tissue I went through.
I've been popping Tylenol flu (both drowsy and non-drowsy versions out of desperation) tabs every four hours, and still my nose keeps dripping. But it's good both Kayla and Mikey appear immune to whatever's ailing me.
I'm gonna go get more sleep now.
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