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Staying home sick... it's not much, just a cold that the boy has transmitted (bad boy! no biscuit). I also feel vaguely guilty for taking the day off because I'm not soooo uncomfortable as to be completely incapable of working. I am however excusing it by saying the extra sleep I am getting, along with the eliminated stress of having to make too many books fit too little shelf space and the ickiness of breathing in lighter fluid, will make me get better faster.

Hopefully this is true.

I'm also feeling a bit guilty because I'm such a wimp about getting sick. The slightest bit of a cold, and I pretty much freak out and try to be as delicate as possible. I think it's because I was more asthmatic when I was a kid, except we never knew it was asthma, and colds triggered it. So I'd come down with a cold, do the coughing thing, and be so short on breath that just coughing would tire me out. Asthma really sucks -- I feel like one should never have to think about the act of breathing. Those were the days in which just getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom could take me fifteen minutes because each step would be so tiring. We only found out it was asthma sometime in high school, and wow, were the inhalers a relief.

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