I have been fighting a possession for the last few days. The fight started Sunday night just after I got the boys to bed, I started feeling off. I decided to go to bed and watch a movie. That’s when the fight really got going, we got down and dirty. Freezing cold, take tylenol, feel incredibly hot, burst into sweat, repeat. I have been doing that cycle for three days now. My lungs feel like I inhaled a steel toe workboot at some point on Sunday. I have been keeping Nikki up, once she even had to change her PJs because I sweat so much she soaked it up by contact. Gross. Ick. She is a tolerant woman.
So far my possessor has laughed at the $110 antibiotics I have been taking. I have taken to carrying around tylenol all day, I dry-swallowed a couple just driving home last night. Feeble drugs, they mean nothing to this particular brand of demonic virus. Needless to say I haven’t been working out this week. Looks like it will be more like P100x or so.
Demons begone.
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