So today I fell sick. Got a viral fever.
Grandmom: I knew it yesterday you were going to fall sick. Your throat seemed bad.
Me: But I have fever, not a bad throat.
Grandmom: No no, you have a bad throat.
Me: But I can feel it. My throat is not bad.
Grandmom: You can’t feel it, but I know it. Your throat is bad. I’m telling you.
I give up.