Monday: Hubby wakes up with a cold, and I feel kind of tired. I head out to the supermarket for supplies and stop in at the chemist while I’m there. “I’d like real Sudafed for my cry-baby husband, please,” I say hilariously to the pharmacist. Unfortunately, the pharmacist is a man and fails to see the funny side, but helpfully suggests I buy RATs as well. We all test at home and watch thos...
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