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Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Getting Sick, Out of Sorts, Bad Mood Rising

Very tired with flu-like symptoms coming on like a storm, disoriented and dragging more than usual--and I drag plenty already.

For that matter, I am usually disoriented to the nth; you know why, this life is a beach.

Got the cough now, watery eyes, sniffles, congestion the whole turkey.

Screw it all.  Can't even type now.  Little mistakes are piling up. Flunking secretarial school flat out. Too forgetful for my own good.

I wonder what a mini-stroke feels like...


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