Feb 28 2011
Cough Cough
I hate being sick. Every winter like clockwork I seem to get sick. This time, I believe I have the flu and I blame my dad for it. He came down with it and passed it on to me like Typhoid Mary.
Coincidentally, my mom got her flu shot two weeks ago so her immune system is acting like a ninja, destroying every bit of the flu bug that comes near her. Timing is everything in life.
There’s nothing about being sick that feels good. I would say the constant temperature changes are the worst aspects about the flu. I can’t stand being freezing cold and then suddenly overheating like a menopausal woman. Cooling down is easy, but warming back up to a comfortable temp after shivering can take more than a half-hour.