Imagine you swallow a hand towel, which gets stuck in your throat.
And the hand towel is on fire.
And has spikes.
And is stuck in the back of your throat.
That's how I feel right now.
I think I've been awake for about 5 hours in the last 48.
And THIS is something I will not miss when Andrew goes to college. He had the exact same symptoms last week (though I didn't fully comprehend the throat pain).
I was very careful-made him wash his hands a lot, avoided him as much as possible, tried to contain the sickness....but I think I got this particular illness out of pure karmic payback...
Ya see, the first day Andrew wasn't feeling well, I was being a good mommy and offered to go out to our local Panera Bread and get him some delicious tomato soup and a smoothie. I was going to go to Jamba Juice next door for a smoothie, but Panera is now selling berry smoothies, so I bought one of those. And I couldn't just bring it home without making sure it wasn't any good-so I had to taste it, right?
And I found that Panera berry smoothies are THE BEST. And...it's a good seven minutes to my house and I hit every red light on the way home....and I had to take a sip each time I stopped-just to marvel at how great it was. Before I knew it, I was home and the smoothie was half gone. Oops.
Andrew was furious, and then he didn't like the soup, which made him even more upset.
And then I got sick 7 days later. Coincidence? I don't think so.
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