So in terms of health related issues I'd say this week was a bust. I guess my karma was bad after slamming the level of relavence of 9/11 because the next night I (yet again) shut a finger in the car door. My middle finger to be exact. This time it was on the nail and it became a bloody mess. Though Sophia was sweet sitting by me and hitting me on the head with her new magic wand as I laid curled up on the floor crying and saying ouch, because "mother fucking shit that hurts" would not have been very appropirate. See was also very simpathetic in yelling "ouch" everytime I yelled it.
Then today my beautiful baby has gotten a cold. Poor girl's thoat was hurting badly. But after some advil, chicken noodle soup, and 2 hours of Charlie and Lola it was sleepy time.
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