Oh my God, I can't fucking believe this. I go out of my way for the past week to avoid any illness and it turns out she's sick?! THIS IS WHY I DIDN'T WANT TO GO OUT IN THE FIRST PLACE! I swear if it turns out I can't go on this camping trip I am going to be so pissed. A fun opportunity missed and another weekend with him gone, when we have so little time left together. And I know I'm putting the cart ahead of the horse, but just...GAH! Why does something always have to go wrong at the last minute?