Happy Birthday ELVIS!
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Stephen Hawking
Yvette Mimeux

Boy, am I sick! Between tonsillitis and chemotherapy - I don't know which one I'd take. For sure if I knew that this much pain, discomfort and grief would come from having tonsils I'd never kept them. Oh yeah, no food for 5 days now. Can't swallow. No liquids either, so I'm seriously dehydrated.
My day is like sleeping for 45 minutes, waking up in pain and then taking out the puppy or spitting up or . . . well, it's the cycle, then I go to work. Somehow being ill makes them wonder about my suitability as a work candidate. They have a hard quota of 20 documents processed per hour. Being goofy and running a 103 temperature I still managed over 80 per hour.
I'm going to have to go to Emergency again. I'm just not improving at all - the earaches lessen for a moment, or I can open my jaw more than an inch and I decide I've broken through, but I haven't.