At Death’s door

I have a Man Cold. I woke this morning to find my nostrils had healed over and my face filled with glue. So I have spent the day deciding whether to be buried or cremated and considering who best to inflict my worldly possessions on.

Fortunately I am being allowed to suffer with minimal eye-rolling and so will probably survive the night.

Tomorrow… maybe

17 thoughts on “At Death’s door

  1. I also have the same bug. How you managed to share it with me over cyberspace, I know not, but it’s definitely a man-flu bug, which is proving difficult to get rid of.

    :o)

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