I'm apparently dying a slow death from a sore throat. Day 16 and no new hope for talking again with my sweet, somewhat high reassuring voice, but only this gravely, Bea Arthur impersonation that sounds like years of smoking. For a couple weeks that was fine, but now I have a fever, aches and so does my son, so I'm apparently contagious too.
Stick a fork in me..
Posted by cmwillis at February 9, 2005 01:34 PM | TrackBackI am also doing a Bea Arthur, it seems, for three days now...
Going to the doctor tomorrow...Hope you feel better soon.