because we actually had to pack the suitcase, rather than being all cutesy about the crazy stuff Annika thinks is necessary to bring.
No, it's not a liver. Just some whacked-out electrolytes, a 10-day fever, and just general other sick stuff. Off to Chicago now.
p.s. my cell phone died, and I lost pretty much everyone's number I ever had. Yes, I know there are ways around that, but, honestly, it's beyond me at the moment. Call my old cell number to hear my new cell number on my voice mail message (for the next few weeks, anyway).