John is sick now. Poor guy. He hardly ever, and I mean the rarities of all rarities, gets sick, and just doesn't know how to handle it when he does. It's kind of funny. Thank goodness I'm well (four weeks and a day!!) or we'd be a really pathetic pair.
The Almighty Liz
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Erik is a wuss about some things, but he is such a tough guy about being sick. Most times, he won't even admit when he's sick, I just have to figure it out. "Will you please go to bed early!" I say this lots when he is sick, because he hates going to bed before midnight.
I, on the other hand, am the worst sick person. Please, avoid me at all costs!
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