What’s the old saying about troubles coming in threes? I thoght I was about as miserable as I could with my allergies. My cough had got to that point where the muscles ache… didn’t help it felt like my diaphram was whapping the baby’s rear end.
But then yesterday Dom and I both woke up with the nasty stomach bug that’s been going around. And now today I wake up with my eye so full of gunk I can hardly open it.
So for the second morning in a row I’m on the phone with a doctor’s office… yesterday to cancel my early OB appt. Today to beg an emergency visit at the GP.
I love my nieces and nephews, but it looks like our Easter day with them served me up a double-whammy.
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