I STILL HAVE MONO.
Two years later, I STILL HAVE MONO. All these "mini-mono of death"s over the years have apparently been because I NEVER GOT OVER MONO THE FIRST TIME.
Seriously. I cracked the heck up because otherwise I would be sobbing.
In one way, it's a relief, because if it's in my blood it means it's not in my head and this isn't some sort of psychological "you-can't-seem-to-deal-with-the-world-m
-- Little Red, who feels entitled to rage at the galactic unfairness of it all.