Martian Death Flu Redux
Three and a half years ago David got the flu, which then turned into pneumonia. At the time, he nicknamed his sickness the "Martian Death Flu."
Two weeks ago (and promptly after receiving the flu vaccine I might add) I got sick. Sick with terrible body aches, a cough, and a fever that would not leave me for five days. FIVE days! I missed four days of classes, one clinical rotation, and actually went to my doctor in search of something to help. Her diagnosis: bronchitis. After ten days of antibiotics and some serious cough medicine laced with Vicodin, I am definitely on the mend, but still don't feel totally normal.
And now David is in bed with a fever and body aches.
Damn the Martian Death Flu.
Two weeks ago (and promptly after receiving the flu vaccine I might add) I got sick. Sick with terrible body aches, a cough, and a fever that would not leave me for five days. FIVE days! I missed four days of classes, one clinical rotation, and actually went to my doctor in search of something to help. Her diagnosis: bronchitis. After ten days of antibiotics and some serious cough medicine laced with Vicodin, I am definitely on the mend, but still don't feel totally normal.
And now David is in bed with a fever and body aches.
Damn the Martian Death Flu.
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Side note: The only good thing out of catching bacterial pneumonia was that I learned how to spell it. One other good thing was that Marnie learned who Fran Tarkington is, although it didn't seem all that important to me at the time.