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All my hard work avoiding humans came crashing gloriously down upon me...I caught what everyone had finally. I had done so well avoiding it -then there it was..a tiny sore throat...a sniffle.
That soon escalated into an all out throat full of brimstone, nose holes that no longer breathed air but ran with a gooey substance that you never remembered refilling into your head in the first place. And the fever....oh the fever that made you want to unzip yourself right out of your flesh and lay in the frozen mud puddle outside your window.
Dramatic. Yes.
Welcome to sick Trish, the Queen Bitch of sickness. If there's anyone who hates being sick more than me I'd like to meet them...but not when they're sick. And this particular kind of sickness I have no patience for-because there's nothing you can DO about it but suffer and whine and sound like a muffled puppet in the process. I'm yelling at cats and all around bitchy. 💀
If I eat one more Ricola or zinc tablet Im gonna scream.
If anyone wonders why I do not go out to bars and art shows and all the hooplah-this is why. I belong in a sanitized bubble where I can't catch your Earth viruses.
I mean, good morning and all... 😂
File under: FML

P.S. ive got two record commissions in the queue that are slightly delayed to illness- please forgive Im doing everything to get better asap!

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