I worked at a conference yesterday. It was fun to see people and wear real clothes. But someone breathed on me. And it’s February.
I woke up with a raging headache and a stuffy nose.
Since the drugs I can take for a cold right now don’t actually do anything, I decided not to get sick. I declared a pajama day and signed up for round the clock purr therapy.
Doctor Obi took a shift in the morning and one in the afternoon.
Doctor Oliver took breakfast, lunch and after dinner.
Of course, being self employed means there no such thing as a whole day off. After dinner I grabbed a computer and covered some small tasks.
Doctor Oliver continued my purr therapy while I worked.
Our strategy worked. I feel better already.
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