I think I'm going to make it.


It was touch and go there for awhile. The lowest point was showing up for work yesterday and having my coworkers take one look at me and send me packing. I felt like I was going to cry, but I was a man about it. This cold has been quite a battle. I even tried surrendering to it, but it showed me no mercy. Here's to spending Valentine's Day in bed, minus my beautiful husband. Being sick sucks. painting via: Jeff Hamanda

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