What is it exactly that you want from me? You are a presistent little bugger, you keep hanging around...so what can I do for you? How can I get you to leave? Its been two weeks and I thought you would be long gone by now. You have taken my sleep, my excercise, you have stolen many kisses from my children, my husband, and my pets. You have caused me to get dirty looks from people in public places, you have made me do way more laundry than is decent, as if I needed more of that. I medicate you, yet you stay, and stay, and stay. The doctor said I just have to wait...that you will go away. You have taken from me and taken from me until I have no more left to give. Please go away. Now. Right now. Thank you.