- Sunday, Max gets pink eye, goes to the doctor
- Monday, I get the flu, don't get out of bed for two straight days
- Thursday, flu and Max's pink eye gone, only to find out that now I have pink eye
- Friday, I wake up with a massive head cold that just...will...not...go...away
- The Weekend, Darreck starts to go a little batty from doing evvveeerrryyything
- The Next Monday, I wake up with a slightly different strain of the flu, stay in bed for another day
- The Next Wednesday, I get out of bed to find my head cold still in full force
- The Next Friday, I'm convinced I have strep, throat is killing me
- The final Saturday, I wake up almost feeling normal, no idea why
That's the basic run-down and, honestly, I'm surprised I remembered that much. I also had a few church meetings in there and I completely bailed on a symphony concert (for the first time ever). It's all sort of a blur.
In summary, being sick sucks and I'm still going to try and get back to my life. Yeah, good luck.
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