People around me have been dropping like flies; first they show up to work looking pale and sounding congested, then they decide to leave - after spreading the love to the rest of us. One of my friends was hanging out at my house, the night before he developed symptoms. So far, I've been lucky.
I caught the flu eight years ago, and I'm still scared of catching it again. I laid on the couch for four straight days, watching the room spin and feeling as if my head would explode any minute.
It's not high on my list of things to try again.
So all you sick people, please stay away! I'm the one wearing the surgical mask and pouring bleach on everything around me.
Perhaps I picked the wrong time to start re-reading "The Stand" . . .
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