Last week – like a dutiful little anti-virus soldier – I meandered to a secluded room where a nice lady gave me a flu shot . . . she also – maybe – said I was her best “patient” of the day (not sure how I wrangled that one – or was she just saying it to everyone?) and then gave me a lollipop for all of my trouble.
Well – that was last week – and here we are today – in the midst of day three of achy – sneezy – ucky – misery . . . sick sick sick – and so early in the getting sick season – too. It took me one night to figure out that the medicine that I am taking was all about drying me out – so yesterday – I went to the store and got Gatorade, V8 Frusion and Berry Tang – I would drink these drinks to confuse and embarrass my sickness and I would also sleep a bunch to try and bore the sickness – right out of me.
As luck would have it – I still have the lollipop – and so I am wondering if that was part of the Flu shot – and I just blew it – maybe the real medicine is in the lollipop?
I don’t know – I am seriously grasping at straws here – kids – being sick is for the birds.
Caw Caw Caw.