The fight is over, battle lost, bells rung, songs over the dead have started… I am officially sick. and really not happy about it.
Its been a good long stretch of wellness for me, not sure what to attribute that to. Ive been juicing more lately (good fresh veggies & fruits), eating healthy, and walking more.
But my poor virus fighting cells have had enough. Im currently blaming the D for bringing said virus into my house and sharing it with me. Just plain rude to think that a wife really wants to share everything. Sure what’s mine is mine and what’s his is mine EXCEPT for bugs! Sounds like I need to reset the ground rules, eh?