I'm finally starting to feel better. Apparently I still sound like an eighty year old with emphysema when I cough, but I'm feeling spunky and chatty again.
Okay, my snout has a bitty little drip. But otherwise I'm coming around. And you know what's lame? Being stuck at home. I want to run around, play with friends, and go on adventures and mom is all, "Sorry Juj, your friends don't want to hang out when you're coughing." Hmph.
Tomorrow I'm going to try and hold my cough in. Then maybe mom will let me play with friends!