Tis the season

I missed posting yesterday. I had truly planned on it. This should explain why:

On the first day of Christmas,My true love sent to me a digital thermometer.
On the second day of Christmas,My true love sent to me Two albuteral inhalers.
On the third day of Christmas,My true love sent to me Three pounds of Tylenol.
On the fourth day of Christmas,My true love sent to me Four quarts of Nyquil.
On the fifth day of Christmas,My true love sent to me Five golden boxes of kleenex.
On the sixth day of Christmas,My true love gave to me Six gallons of chicken noodle soup.
On the seventh day of Christmas,My true love gave to me Seven garbage bags of cough drops.
On the eighth day of Christmas,My true love gave to me Eight shipments of Robitussin.
On the ninth day of Christmas,My true love gave to me Nine Vicks vapor rub massages.
On the tenth day of Christmas,My true love gave to meTen tons of Sudafed.
On the eleventh day of Christmas,My true love gave to me Eleven filled prescriptions.
On the twelfth day of Christmas,My true love gave to me Twelve medical excuses from work.