Sick as a dog

Where'd that saying come from, anyway?

Anyway, after scoffing at all those who have been sick so far, I have been introduced to this year's brand of suffering. Blech.

Vitamins, check.
Kleenex, check.
Cranberry Juice, check.

Looks like I have everything I need to sweat this one out.

Wish me luck. I'm going home.