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Charlie Hatton
Brookline, MA
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Hey, all.
I don't have much to report on, I'm afraid -- I just didn't want any of you to get the wrong idea and think I was dead or something.
('Specially 'cause you might send the paramedics over to my house, and it would be just a tad embarrassing to explain to them that I am, in fact, alive, even though I'm still in bed in my jammies at two in the afternoon. Or on the couch in my jammies at eight in the evening. Or naked, lying in the bathtub with the shower running, for most of the time in between. Really, there's no good time for EMTs to break into your house to see whether you're dead or not, let me tell you.)
Anyway, sorry for not posting anything yesterday -- and frankly, nothing much of any substance for several days -- but this... bug, or whatever I've got, has pretty thoroughly kicked my ass. Seriously kicked. I'm talking first six rounds of a Rocky movie kicked, before the good guy straightens the hell up and wins. I feel like Clubber Lang has been tap-dancing on my goddamned sinuses for the past week, among other things. Not cool.
But I think I'm starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Or maybe it's just another fever-induced hallucination -- what the hell do I know? Still, I'm hopeful that a few hours of NyQuil-induced sleep tonight will do the trick. And hopefuly, my fever will break overnight, too. Lemme tell you, this is one time I won't mind waking up in a pool of my own fluid in the bed. Hell, I'd welcome it, my New Year's resolution be damned.
Speaking of which, I'm 'on the clock' right now, as it were. I've already taken my dose of the nasty green stuff, and it could sock me away any minute now. So I'm off to bed, and hopefully I'll have shaken this thing before you hear from me again. Thanks to all the well-wishers who've left encouraging comments -- with friends like you, I almost don't need antihistamines and analgesics. Yeah... almost. G'night!
I think this flu this year is the next wave of terrorist attacks. I'm STILL sick, its now been 2 full weeks that I've been ill. I start to feel better and then it starts over with a sore throat. Will I EVER feel better? This vacation SUCKS. One day (probably the day after returning to Tucson) I will wake up and say HEY, I lost a month of my life to the flu! Let me know if you find anything that works on killing this because everything I've tried isn't working!
For some reason all I can see in my head when the paramedics arrive at your house is Monty Python and the Holy Grail ... and you yelling "I'm not dead".
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It's oddly comforting (and more than a little bit disturbing that it's comforting) to find I'm not the only one that sits in the tub with the shower running.