I'm Sick

One thing about T: He is nothing if not generous. Shares everything with me. Everything. Like this cold. He gave it to me, barely used. Really, he had it for only a day, so it was like new when he gave it to me.

What's great about this (if you like being sick) is that, I'm pretty sure it's not just a cold. I'm pretty sure it's full-blown bronchitis, which I have not really had since I quit smoking almost 30 years ago. Fark me, I can't breath without launching into a coughing fit. And the coughing has given me such a headache I can't do anything else.

I think I will have to break down and take something for this. And that's never good for me.