I was a sickly kid. Like, dying in a hospital of a gazillion things-type-sick. Spinal tap-sick. Pneumonia three times-sick.
Even as an adult, while I didn't have such huge illnesses, I was always ill. Sore throats, headaches, dizzy spells, whatever. And then I popped out a kid. Okay, so my immune system isn't perfect and yea, I was just whining about stuffiness and a headache last night to the husband. BUT STILL. I'm so grateful I'm a healthy, active, happy woman. I don't know how I'd survive in my job (my boss is an energetic terror) otherwise.
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