Okay, I will now QUIT with the cutesy spelling. As that title (attempts) to say, I've been sick. Just a bad cold, but a BAD cold. And a bad cold where I cannot take anything, because, well. YOU KNOW.
So I spent the last four days under blankets and a heating pad attempting to "sweat it out." H kept trying to get me to gargle with c.ider vinega.r and honey. It made me vomit, but H decided that I just must be gargling "wrong" (how can one gargle incorrectly?) and made me try again and again.
Finally we settled on my two gargle favorites -- salt or baking soda. (Good times).
The oddest part of it all was that when Mama would wander by, attracted by the sound of my hacking up a lung or whatnot, she would occasionally ask me, "Nica, are you sick?"
"No, Mama." She'd always be content with that, and toddle off.
(See, I can't tell Mama I'm sick, because then she decides SHE'S sick. And that's worse than c.ider vinegar gargle ANY day of the week)
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Poor thing! Hope you are finally on the mend!
Please get well soon, Nica!
Bea
I hope you're feeling 100% soon. :)
Hope you feel better!
Feel better! I think it's funny that he said you're gargling wrong...you can't throw up for any other reason, right?
Where are you? I hope not still sick!
Waiting for an update. . . perhaps a good Nana story thrown in for good measure!
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