In his glory, with the soft mallets and the resplendent halos. Dude cuts a groove and a half, sometimes two to three grooves. Whatever it takes. This was taken last Friday along with the Debra Fotheringham shot I posted on Monday.
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I’ve been taking gobs of antibiotics. This is the first day since Monday that I’ve been up and moving for longer than a couple of hours. I thought I was doing better on Tuesday and then it got worse. Yesterday I spent in bed. Today, I’ve tried to take it easy, but I’ve got the girls tonight and I need to get off my ass. I hate the feeling of being almost better, but knowing that I’ve got a
few more days week more of these meds at a minimum is making me not happy. I’ve got things to do, people. Clients, whatnot, etc. GRRRR. I’m eating a lot of yogurt to counter the gut punch of all the antibiotics.
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Affirmation: It will get better. So help me.