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Today did was not one of my finest starts.
I was on day 5 of what felt like the plague mixed with day 7 of an allergic reaction/infection–no desire to do anything / running a fever / head felt like it could explode. A wanted breakfast, eggs and bacon, STAT. Out of bed I went, leaving Greg behind, and started on the meal. He came downstairs a few minutes later, which I appreciated, but I didn’t realize he wasn’t fully awake and had started day one of the plague himself. Everything went downhill from there.