I know New Years eve is suppose to be loud. You know with fireworks and bells and balls falling. But coughing????????
It all started with mom over Christmas, she was not feeling well at all, but she pushed through. She loves Christmas so much and she wasn’t letting a silly old cold stop her. But then she shared it with poor old dad, and it hit him REALLY hard. So instead of bells and whistles, we had coughing, loud and hard.
Mom’s really sorry, and I’m trying to be good, so he can finally feel better.
We would appreciate if you’d keep good thoughts for him, and please, don’t any of you get sick .
Hugs and kleenex, to all our friends,
Quigley, the care giver
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