Thursday, February 14, 2008

It's My Party

I'll whine if I want to.

My head feels like it's in a vise grip. My nose is drippy (and the mucous is yellow so it's a real cold) but when I try to blow almost nothing comes out. All my teeth hurt. Yes, each and every one of them. My gums are tender. That thing at the roof of your mouth, by the back, is sore. My scalp is hyper sensitive; touching it makes my head hurt more. My eyes are dry and hot. I'm alternately hot and cold. My ears are blocked. My back is crampy. And I need a pedicure.

I have an article due. Two interviews. More research. An elaborate valentine dinner to prepare. A baby to take care of. Dishes to wash. A house to clean. Toys to put away.

I want my Mommy.

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