Monster got back from working in Florida on Monday with a scratchy throat, which we both attributed to traveling with smoking co-workers and in dry airplanes, but by yesterday he was much worse and running a fever of 101. Looks like a flu of some sort. Or could be bubonic or pneumonic plague.
So far, I'm feeling okay. No signs that he's shared too much with me yet.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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