Oh that's just not pretty. Get better!
Death on a stick.Heal thyself!
I hear that. Yesterday I hacked up some stuff that looked suspiciously like turkey gravy.
oh ... oh.... can't breathe ... laughing too hard .... squeezing....
Yeah, me too...crap on a stick. Coughin up some ugly stuff to boot. Slept for four days, finally on the other side of it.Poor Aretha...
This illness is much more mental than physical but thanks for the well wishes!
Feeling like you are living in Aretha's armpir would definitely bring on mental illness if you didn't already have it.
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