Short and sweet for this early Tuesday morning...
I woke up this morning, realized I felt a little funky, promptly wandered into my kitchen...and gathered provisions.
Ignore tickle. Ignore gag inducing cough (aren't those the worst?).
I not only really don't want to be sick for Thanksgiving. I literally can't. When you have a Mama going through chemo with a compromised immune system, sleeping in your car at your childhood home is a better alternative than risking getting anyone else sick.
Pushing the Emergenc-C with some juice this morning.
I have multiple friends trying to get me on the probiotic bandwagon. Thoughts from any of you?