Oh, God I think I’m reacting to the larvae already. I have a 100.3 fever, a headache, and I can’t stop going to the bathroom. And it’s almost Christmas.
I’ve already bought the girls their presents. The stockings are hanging on the mantel. The presents wrapped under the tree, and my girls are singing, laughing, playing with the anticipation of Christmas while I sit suffering on the couch. Crohn’s disease and worms don’t look at the calendar. This was my present to myself. Merry?
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