I've been sick as a shot dog since the 21st, and my cough syrup and antibiotics are barely helping. I wake up every morning struggling to breathe, and my chest is killing me from coughing so much. At least I get to spend my misery with my niece, nephew, brothers and sisters. They cheered me up the best they could. It'd have been a much better Christmas if I didn't feel like such crap. 
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