I have been fighting a possession for the last few days.  The fight started Sunday night just after I got the boys to bed, I started feeling off.  I decided to go to bed and watch a movie.  That’s when the fight really got going, we got down and dirty.  Freezing cold, take tylenol, feel incredibly hot, burst into sweat, repeat.  I have been doing that cycle for three days now.  My lungs feel like I inhaled a steel toe workboot at some point on Sunday.  I have been keeping Nikki up, once she even had to change her PJs because I sweat so much she soaked it up by contact.  Gross.  Ick.  She is a tolerant woman.

So far my possessor has laughed at the $110 antibiotics I have been taking.  I have taken to carrying around tylenol all day, I dry-swallowed a couple just driving home last night.  Feeble drugs, they mean nothing to this particular brand of demonic virus.  Needless to say I haven’t been working out this week.  Looks like it will be more like P100x or so.

Demons begone.