The worst part, as far as I'm concerned? Even though I've just had the flu, I'll still have to get the flu shot because those third-degree, black-belted, ninja-microbes? Yeah, they have family. All of whom are clearly competing to win that title of third-degree, black-belted, ninja-microbe of the year. Have I mentioned they all have type 'A' personalities?
Meanwhile, lest I somehow am incompetent enough to forget the misery the flu wreaks, I always can rely on my conscience to remind me ad nauseum to pull up my big girl panties and just get the darn shot:
In a quite cheerful tone of voice... "Hey, do you want to be really violently ill for a few days? It's a great way to get a short vacation... on the floor... in front of the toilet. Just imagine listening to the veritable orchestra of unimaginable music. The soothing, dulcet sounds of running water. Why, you could close your eyes (that's assuming you could pry them open in the first place) and have a real "Calgon, take me away" moment... You could be front row and center! Or even better? The main attraction!"By the way, if you do not know what 'Calgon' is or what this description refers to, please do not tell me. I already know I have more life-experience than you... but worry not... your time will come and I'm laughing already...
QOTD: "I bought a cactus. A week later it died. And I got depressed, because I thought, Damn. I am less nurturing than a desert." ~ Demetri Martin, New York Magazine, October 3, 2005