The Stand
The superflu in Steven King’s novel- remember that? I’m pretty sure I got it.
Tomorrow, I hope to go back to work to spread this vileness, and it’s accompanying nastiness to all my co-workers.
Tonight I’m going back to bed, having spent the day there to begin with.
At least the dog understands. Mostly.
Get rest and get well. You’re right, by the wy. The dog might just understand.
swmbo
It took you down overnight? Wow. You didn’t want to drive that RWD aerodynamic fiasco of a van in the rotten weather anyway. As long as it doesn’t get worse, why not call your flu a blessing in disguise and consider you ahead of the game?
Problem is, as I improve the weather doesn’t. ANd I still need to go.
I’m leaving in the morning, hell or highwater. And hoping I can make it out alive.
No, this has been festering but it went full-blown by sunday midnight.
I have that right now, I think. I’ve never seen such quantities of mucus & phlegm before in my life.
On the plus side, it enabled me to do a pretty good impression of Lurch on our answering machine.