Achoo and hello…
Have you gotten it yet? I think it invades your body while you’re sleeping and defenseless. You’ll know if it happens, because you’ll wake up feeling like Kathy Bates crept in with a mallet and went all Misery on your bones, which isn’t nearly as much fun as it sounds.
Getting sick when you’re little isn’t so bad. In fact, it can be kinda awesome. Home from school, Mom brings you soup, love, nurturing, and the remote. Nothing’s more fun than watching Teletubbies and Sponge Bob while tripping on cough syrup.
When you’re a grown up, you have to drive your own miserable ass to the drug store, make yourself soup and spend the day watching Food Network and Judge Judy, which, I’m realizing as I type this, is quality entertainment.
On the upside, reports from the field indicate this cootie is a 24, maybe 36 hour inconvenience. In the meantime, I want soup and my mommy. And Sponge Bob. 🙂
Thanks for listening to me whine. I’ll be here all day. 😉