I like my temperature when it's 97.9. NOT 101.4. I am seriously kicking myself for sending John Sam to school yesterday and today. If he felt as bad as I feel now, my mom card should be put on probation.
I have good pictures of my yellow violet to post, but I can't breathe long enough to plug in the USB and turn on the camera.
Glass of water, Tylenol, bed.
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