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Something in my guts.
I've got it better than Mum, who is really quite poorly (mostly non-gut related so I assume it's not the same cause) but then I have to put up with her as well. Feeling under the weather tends to make my mother a little... tetchy.
Tetchier is more accurate, existing as she does in a permanent state of tetch.
So I have grumbling bowels and a grumbling old woman nagging at me.
Oh, and a coldsore coming up.
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