CP had a business trip back East last week and he brought me home a present! Not one to get excited over because it’s a bug of some sort.
I woke yesterday morning to what sounded like The Doctor parking his tardis outside my bedroom window. Now, for those of you non-geeks, a tardis is Doctor Who’s time machine and it sounds like this:
Now, it was the loud whooshing noise and it was inside my head. Not fun!
Later in the day, my headache developed into feeling like a Slitheen climbing out of their skin suit. Human skin suit, mind you. Like here:
Now, my head just feels like it’s being unzipped. The rest of me is fine. Brushed teeth and a distinct lack of gas. My head is just killing me.
Unfortunately, CP only brings home the germs. I keep trying to get him to give some of the bugs the kids bring home from school back to his coworkers that infect him and thereby me, instead. It never seems to work out that way. Shouldn’t we share and share alike?
Now, if it really turns out to be The Doctor landing his tardis and choosing me to be his next Companion (a non-romantic position by nature) and I get to travel the Universe, I will check in with all of you when I next return and have some fantastical tales to share. But, somehow I doubt I’m Companion material and this is just some sort of germ. Until next time!