BITTEN BY THE FLU BUG
BITTEN BY THE FLU BUG
Four days ago, I was hit with the second worst bout of the flu in my life. Luckily, between the powerful anti-biotics and bottles of Nyquil, I was only conscious of the last couple of days. The best the thing about the final days of a bad illness is that while you don’t feel like death warmed over, you can still lolly-gag about the house watching tv in a t-shirt and slippers.
I am now certain that if there were a channel that showed the Simpsons and Law & Order all day-long, I would never leave the house again.