Still sick.

I stayed home from work again today, because my co-workers do not need to get sick with this muck-muck. My head is killing me, I have a Rudolph nose, and my sore throat won't go away.

The other bummer news is that Sammy went back to the vet today, and once again he's having tummy trubbles. Yes, grammar and spelling take leave of me when I'm sick. He and I are going back to curling up on the futon and feeling grumpy with the world, with the lovely fireplace to keep our tootsies warm. However, my vet troubles are miniscule compared to those of Bitchypoo, so I will stay happy that no one here is barfing up tapeworms. Yet.