December 3, 2005 The Flu is a Hell of Bug
I remember when sick days were kind of fun.
I’d lay around all day watching daytime TV and reading my dad’s Playboys. And since I never did any school work I didn’t have any catching up to do when I got back.
Now, the fun’s all gone.
Since Tuesday I’ve been in a NyQuil induced stupor. As an adult I have to go out and get my own Sudafed, orange juice and chicken soup. I’m old enough now to know that daytime TV sucks. And when I get back to work I have to make up for the last four days.
One thing that hasn’t changed: I’m still resentful of any illness that encroaches on my weekend. If I don’t feel 100% by noon I’m giving this flu a kick in the nuts.
I wish I had extra arms, so I could give the flu four thumbs down.