Why cant colds be satisfied with being colds, and just leave it at that.
My cold was picked up ages ago from some shiny clean kids at a one year old's birthday party. I just discovered I've been in bed for another few days. My cold thought it should be up for a promotion, and made the leap to being a chest infection. It didn't even do it with confidence. It just kind of wormed its way there.
So now I have what seems to be an anti-biotic resistant chest infection, that no doubt has aspirations to kill me.
Well I'm not going to let it.
Obviously this thing hasn't met my doctor.
She has mad Fu.
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