By: Jana Greene
It wasn’t the flu.
It couldn’t have been, because my husband had gotten a flu shot and he got sick before me. The flu shot, heralded as viral kryptonite, was supposed to prevent just such an incidence as this….this plague upon the Greene Residence.
Of course there are two schools of thought on the flu shot.
Team Flu Shot, which consists of people wearing lab coats and the government (completely trustworthy, right?) insists that you MUST have the flu shot. If you don’t, you are a biological renegade, careless with your own health but worse, a phlem-ridden public nuisance volunteering to spread disease.
Team Never Been Sicker is comprised of people who have had the shot and soon thereafter became gravely ill. These folks complete every sentence pertaining to the shot with, “No, really….I’ve never been sicker!” People in this category will also tell you (with a far-away look in the eye, remembering the horror) that they will never get another shot.. Because if you have every symptom of the legit flu, it is The Flu to you whether or not you’ve been immunized against it.
So, maybe it wasn’t the flu that my husband and I had, but it was a relative, at least. If it approached a talent agency about becoming a Flu Impersonator, it would get hired on the spot and paid top-dollar. It was a dead-ringer.
My Beloved and I lay next to each other for a week – two people madly in love with one another in bed – barely touching and saying things like, “please don’t touch me, even my hair hurts” through stuffed, red noses.
Hours became days. Bedside tables became crowded with wadded up tissues and cups sticky with Thera-flu residue. The days became a solid week, and then ten days of Imposter Flu…misery. And then, a tiny ray of hope in the form of a lapse in the constant headache.
We are starting to crawl out from under it, this monster bug. A few days ago, I logged onto this blog and realized that I have not written since October! What? How can that be? But there it was – bigger than Dallas – the calendar on the right-hand side of this page that chronicles blog entries with November empty. Time flies when you are incapacitated.
So, I’m sending apologies to the blogosphere for missing out on the entire month of November (so far) and looking forward to doing some writing in earnest to make up the difference. God snuck in some inspiration for new articles in between bouts of fever and nausea, and I’m looking forward to digging in to His Word and His work, and venturing out into the world again. Mister and Mrs. Never Been Sicker were down for a count, but not out of the game!
The plague is lifted, may the words soon follow!
4 thoughts on “The Flu or Something Like It”
You poor things!! Sounded like the Real FLU to me!! :o( Glad you are getting back to the land of the living now!! :o)
Slowly but surely, Linda! It’s funny – the girls had it and shook it off within a couple of days. We old farts…well, it takes us a little longer- lol!
Glad to hear The Greene’s are on the mend. I am on day 8 and finally going to the doctor today. Can’t hardly talk, migraines, coughing like no tomorrow that makes my fibro vibrant with stabbing pain through my body. I never knew how much mucus a human body could show up with each cough or not. I’m not suppose to take anti botics but I think it might be time to buckle up and just do it or I may end up in the hospital. I hope you all stay feeling better. xoxoxox K~
Awww, Kristy…I’m so sorry. Prayers for your healing – take good care of yourself. If you weren’t on the other side of the world, I would make you some chicken and dumplin(g)s and bring you some. This crud sincerely sucks. I love you.