The Twelve Days of Sickness . . . er, Christmas.

you can count on me . . .

On the first day of Christmas, my doctor gave to me

A FLU DI-AG-NO-SIS!

On the second day of Christmas my doctor gave to me :

Prescriptions for sulfa, and a flu diagnosis!

On the third day of Christmas, the sulfa gave to me,

hives and puffy lips, prescriptions for sulfa and a flu diagnosis

On the fourth day of Christmas my body gave to me

a temp of 103 (hives and puffy lips, prescriptions for sulfa, and a flu diagnosis!)

ON the fifth day of Christmas my Doctor said to me:

BACTERIAL PNEUMONIA (?!), a temp of one-oh-three, hives and puffy lips, prescriptions for sulfa, and a flu diagnosis.

On the sixth day of Christmas, while walking out the door,

I fell down the stairs, BACTERIAL PNEUMONIA, a temp of one-oh-three, hives and puffy lips, prescriptions for sulfa, and a flu diagnosis.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my doctor gave to me,

inhalers to help my cough, I fell down the stairs, BACTERIAL PNEUMONIA, a temp of one-oh-three, hives and puffy lips, prescriptions for sulfa, and a flu diagnosis.

On the eighth day of Christmas, some toddlers gave to me . . .

strep throat with Abscesses, inhalers to help my cough, I fell down the stairs, BACTERIAL PNEUMONIA, a temp of one-oh-three, hives and puffy lips, prescriptions for sulfa, and a flu diagnosis.

On the ninth day of Christmas, mass general took from me:

xrays and blood samples, strep throat with Abscesses, inhalers to help my cough, I fell down the stairs, BACTERIAL PNEUMONIA, a temp of one-oh-three, hives and puffy lips, prescriptions for sulfa, and a flu diagnosis.

On the tenth day of Christmas, my doctor said to me:

“You really don’t half-ass this”, xrays and blood samples, strep throat with Abscesses, inhalers to help my cough, I fell down the stairs, BACTERIAL PNEUMONIA, a temp of one-oh-three, hives and puffy lips, prescriptions for sulfa, and a flu diagnosis.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, my lymph nodes gave to me . . .

inability to swallow, “You really don’t half-ass this”, xrays and blood samples, strep throat with Abscesses, inhalers to help my cough, I fell down the stairs, BACTERIAL PNEUMONIA, a temp of one-oh-three, hives and puffy lips, prescriptions for sulfa, and a flu diagnosis.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my worry is just this:

Will I make it to Christmas??? inability to swallow, “You really don’t half-ass this”, xrays and blood samples, strep throat with Abscesses, inhalers to help my cough, I fell down the stairs, BACTERIAL PNEUMONIA, a temp of one-oh-three, hives and puffy lips, prescriptions for sulfa, and a flu diagnosis.

so darned sick...

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