Sick as a dog. A whole raft of weird symptoms and getting worse every day. Trying to get a doctor's appointment is like pulling teeth. (Yes, I've got one -- for the 20th!) I'm on the verge of heading to the ER, but fighting to resist the urge every inch of the way.
In the meantime, I gotta pay bills. If it isn't one thing, it's something else. I need a glass of whine.
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