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I was all set to have a great weekend. Friday night I drove by Walmart and picked up more moisture management clothing to be ready for a Saturday morning run. The weather forecast called for milder temperatures with much lower humidity. It would be sunny with blue sky and fluffy white clouds. But it wasn't meant to be. I came down with a case of the flu. I got up that morning early with urgency and spent the whole morning in the toilet. I had a temperature and chills. I didn't even get to do this at home. I had no one to work for me so I went on in to work and did my regular shift. Mercifully I got home just after midnight and got a little rest. About 3:30am, I had to get out of bed for the bathroom. This is after 6 doses of Pepto-Bismol, and 16mg of Loperamide. I lay in bed this morning while the Grandboys played in my living room. Just as they were leaving I ventured up to make my way outside to tell them bye. Then I did my best to toughen up so I can get in this final day of work at COOSA. So I am here. Two of the prettiest days you will ever have in August, lost to me.

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