Burning it up

I went to a birthday party on Saturday afternoon and from then till Sunday afternoon I felt like someone had slipped me a mickey – turned into a roaring fever by 5 on Sunday and I went to bed with chills and shakes and felt my body incinerating whatever had gotten into it that it was trying to rid itself of – twelve hours of sleep later, I emerged, shaken, not stirred.

One Response to “Burning it up”

  1. Mudd Says:

    Eeeeesh… hope you’re feeling better.

    One thing’s for sure, you haven’t lost
    your humour.

    Rise from your ashes, Rachel!

    (((hugs)))

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