A couple of weeks ago, Porter had bacterial pneumonia.
Approximately not long after, Gigi got sick.
Last Friday night, I started to feel real sick.
I'm a strep carrier, and I was positive I had strep.
I went on antibiotics immediately.
Tuesday, I felt WAY worse.
Like, bad.
Yesterday at work, I wanted to just kill over.
Today I am at work with zero makeup on, in my pajamas (literally), coughing up a dang lung with the biggest headache.
PS, I am not a good sick patient.
I'm a sassy, brassy baby.
Sorry, Burke.
He's the real MVP.
Anywho, you better believe I'm still getting on that Delta airplane tomorrow morning to go to St. Louis for a weekend of Dodgers vs. Cardinals baseball.
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