Random thoughts II

Hey I started getting sick last Monday after my trip.
I ended up Saturday in the ER gasping for breath and with bronchitis.
Go to the doctor and get your antibiotics immediately don't be like me.
I NEVER THOUGHT BREATHING COULD FEEL SO GOOD. :smile:


turns out I'm fine....a little bit of love cured me in seconds.:tongue:

I'm a firm believer in not taking antibiotics unless absolutely necessary.
Of course having bronchitis would mean it was necessary. Sorry to hear you have been sick!
 
Like this:
YouTube - A Spoonful Of Sugar Sing Along

Yes, I am like you, I don't like taking antibiotics but I know when I am licked. I feel much better today, on the mend!

turns out I'm fine....a little bit of love cured me in seconds.:tongue:

I'm a firm believer in not taking antibiotics unless absolutely necessary.
Of course having bronchitis would mean it was necessary. Sorry to hear you have been sick!
 
turns out I'm fine....a little bit of love cured me in seconds.:tongue:

I'm a firm believer in not taking antibiotics unless absolutely necessary.
Of course having bronchitis would mean it was necessary. Sorry to hear you have been sick!

Antibiotics wont do anything for being love sick...

LOVESICK
So deeply affected by love as to be unable to act normally. You awake every morning, thinkin on your love, having dreamt of them all night, the pain of seperation searing your heart every time a site or smell brings back the memory of your last encounter. Daydreaming, drawing hearts in the sand, constantly thinking "I wish they were here so I could share this moment" even when pulling weeds or walking the dog. The consuming fire within the heart for even one more moment with ones love that defies rational thought, knowing full well, one moment would never be enough, yearning for eternity together.
 
Like this:
YouTube - A Spoonful Of Sugar Sing Along

Yes, I am like you, I don't like taking antibiotics but I know when I am licked. I feel much better today, on the mend!

It's good you are feeling better!

Dammit, cinnamon! Now I am listening to to songs from musicals...

*Brown paper packages tied up with strings, these are a few of my favourite things...*
 
OKAY, we got it. BLAH, BLAH, BLAH...mushy, mushy, lovey dubby, angels we have heard on high, butterflies in the stomach, palpitations, and sweaty palms, dreams of kissing and all that jazz....

People take it to a room, okay...
.:biggrin1::wink:
Antibiotics wont do anything for being love sick...

LOVESICK
So deeply affected by love as to be unable to act normally. You awake every morning, thinkin on your love, having dreamt of them all night, the pain of seperation searing your heart every time a site or smell brings back the memory of your last encounter. Daydreaming, drawing hearts in the sand, constantly thinking "I wish they were here so I could share this moment" even when pulling weeds or walking the dog. The consuming fire within the heart for even one more moment with ones love that defies rational thought, knowing full well, one moment would never be enough, yearning for eternity together.
 
Antibiotics wont do anything for being love sick...

LOVESICK
So deeply affected by love as to be unable to act normally. You awake every morning, thinkin on your love, having dreamt of them all night, the pain of seperation searing your heart every time a site or smell brings back the memory of your last encounter. Daydreaming, drawing hearts in the sand, constantly thinking "I wish they were here so I could share this moment" even when pulling weeds or walking the dog. The consuming fire within the heart for even one more moment with ones love that defies rational thought, knowing full well, one moment would never be enough, yearning for eternity together.


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