Scintillating Christmas Conversation
Thursday afternoon:
I think I’m getting what you have.
She: cough
Friday morning:
grooooan.
She: cough, cough, blow
Friday mid-morning:
I got it, sneeze groooooooan snort
She: sneeze, sniffle
Friday noon:
zzzzzzzz Cough zzzzz Sneeze zzzzzzzzz
She: sneeze, sneeze, blow, sneeze, cough, sneeze, cough
Friday afternoon:
What drugs sneeze blow do you have?
She: Sudafed, sneeze, in bathroom drawer. I’m feeling better. Cough.
Christmas eve:
I’m, sneeze, going, cough, to, blow, bed, grooooooooooan.
Hope you feel better in the morning.
Christmas Morning:
grooooooooan, sniff, snork, hack, hack, hack, grooooooooan
She: want to open presents, cough?
After presents:
Why do, hack, dogs love, cough, to tear up, sneeze, snot rags and drag them all over?
She: Just their way, cough, of unwrapping the presents we leave for them.
Grooooooooooooan, I’m going, hack, hack, sneeze, blow, back to bed.
We had the same conversation at our house and it’s still ongoing. Hope you feel better soon.
@Elaine: I’m sorry you were (are) sick. We are on the mend. A nice blast of 60 degree weather will help (coming this weekend.)