Once you've completed your bingo-card you're supposed to scream BINGO, BINGO, and wave your arms in the air, right? Well, I would if I had any strength in my muscles, but right now I can hardly keep my eyes open, let alone my arms up, and screaming seems to crave too much energy for my poor reserves. In these compromised conditions I have just completed my bingo card of health. This morning I went to the kindergarten as a happy healthy young boy, but came back home, less than two hours later, white as the glaciers in iceland, weak as a sock without a feet in it, and so far the vomit-counter has arrived to 3. Lets just hope that I've won a weekend in a health spa or a boost of immunoglobins or something that will end this chain of diseases that all seem to be coming my way! 
My mum was planning to prepare the christmas cards today, but with me in her arms it might proof slightly difficult. Maybe I should try and give her a hand with the art-work!!
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