Got really sick. Five days in bed, with the humidifier going; vaporub slathered under my nose, across my chest; bowls with noodles piling up (I only like the broth from the chicken noodle soup but I don't throw the noodles away before warming the broth-go figure).
It was horrible. I had a freelance job that was time-sensitive and I'd promised to write a ten-minute play for the local festival. I'd done some judging on a contest last year and I'd said I'd do it again this year. All I wanted to do was sleep! Oh and let's add I can't take certain over-the-counter drugs 'cause of the blood pressure medicine I take. Yeah, it was horrible. (Let's just underline and italicize that for emphasis. Make it bold too.)
But I'm upright and out of bed. Back to writing and pictures and bears.
