So I got sick again. But not quite as bad -- it's not strep, so I'm grateful for that. It only lasted a couple of days and I'm pretty much feeling better now. Being sick is definitely no fun, so I think I've had my fair share for this year, yeah? Ok. thanks.
The worst part is that Mary got sick. I figure she must have gotten it from me because she has all my same symptoms. I feel super bad about it. She's just sweet and comes and keeps me company and still hangs out with me even when I'm sick. So eventually, I guess she had to get sick too. I remember that one time, back when I was getting sick ALL the time, she said that it made her heart hurt to see me like that. So now, I really understand how she felt. I just wish that I could somehow make her better so she wouldn't have to feel crappy anymore. I don't even really care that I still feel lousy, I just want her to feel better. I guess that's how you know you really love someone -- when you care more about them then you do about yourself. Hopefully, she'll start to feel better soon.
