
My sick face.

My face as I nursed with a Brest Infection...wow.
I'm very fascinated that the body can react to infection with the speed of lightening. Within a matter of 2 hours I was cemented to the couch with body aches, chills, fever, and a throbbing chest. It hit so strong and so fast - and what is more amazing is that antibiotics can kill with almost the same speed as it came on - thanks be to God. Being sick leave one to a lot of thinking...and my thoughts were that suffering through sickness can only be good for one thing. Saving your own soul or that of others; otherwise it completely awful and pointless so we might as well make good use out of it.
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