Elan Morgan is a writer and web designer who works from Elan.Works, a designer and editor at GenderAvenger, and a speaker who has spoken across North America. They believe in and work to grow both personal and professional quality, genuine community, and meaningful content online.

Don't Let Me Breathe On You

I woke up this morning wracked with pain. Every square inch of me ached. THE ROOF OF MY MOUTH ACHED.

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Holy crap. Two hours has passed since I wrote those first three sentences. The ibuprofen must have kicked in, and with the one thing that was between me and sleep out of the way, I must have passed out. At least that's what the drool puddle on my shoulder seems to indicate.

I have a cold. Or maybe it's the flu. For about three hours yesterday, I was convinced that I had leukemia. There was a brief moment when I first woke this morning during which I thought Oskar, cat number one, was trying to transmit thoughts into my brain, but then he sneezed all over my face twice in succession, and I realized that his concentrated stare was really just his sneeze face. We look like twins.

Ladies

Grace In Small Things: Part 196 of 365