The Curse of the Christmas illness

*sniffles* oh my life, as if last Christmas I was blessed with the ranking top 10 most attractive diseases of them all, mumps, ten days bed bound, this Christmas as from Friday the 17th of December has also been spent in bed. The throat is red raw from coughing and I've been sneezing so much that you would question as to whether I am cursed with the plague (atishoo atishoo we all fall down etc). To top things off, Mother is spending her entire Wednesday in the hospital next week and Faaaather has started sneezing almost as much as I, although I am still reigning champion. I repeat...oh my life! The humour and commotion of my fam sincerely have kept me soldiering on, troopers. Earlier on I requested for some paracetamol from my father and he regretfully informed me that there was mass lack of in the medicine cabinet and instead offered me a dairy milk chocolate bar as a substitute pick me up to compensate. thankstimesheaps Father, ten + parenting points awarded to you.