“I hab a bad code in my node.” sniff, cough, ah-CHoo!
Sorry, but that’s how I sound right now, nasally and stuffy and I can’t breath. It’s one of those irritating colds that I caught from Mr. Right who caught it from the grandchildren. No blame in that statement. For two days I cared for him while he alternatively slept, coughed, blew his nose, and slept some more. I was bound to catch it.
Day three…
