THE FLU SUCKS

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Get a flu shot. That is the recommendation for old guys every year. I got mine in September, and guess what? I got the flu on New Year’s eve.  I spent the week chiding Grandma Peggy for not having her shot this year. She got a real serious dose of some virus which put her into misery. So much so, that she let me take her to see a doctor. He spent 5 minutes assessing the situation, said “Yep you have the flu.” He handed her a complimentary squirt of bacterial gel as he fled the room. He wasn’t wasting any time getting out of harms way.

She started feeling lousy on Tuesday evening,  By Wednesday night she was miserable, and on Thursday, she felt like dying. That’s when she relented and agreed to see her doctor. All this time, I’m thinking “Thank GOD I got my flu shot.”

The following day, Friday,  was New Year’s eve. We had called off the party we planned, and were spending a quiet evening watching TV. By this time, the Tamiflu was working in Peggy’s favor, and she felt considerably better. Then the crap hit the fan. It started with sniffles and throat clearing. Then the nose started running like a faucet. The dripping was interrupted only by uncontrolled sneezes that came in fours, fives, and sixes.

So much for the flu shot.

It is now four days later, and I’m feeling a little better, but need a nap by the afternoon.

I guess I have to admit, that the flu shot did do some good, since my case was less virulent than Peggy’s, but crappy enough to spoil New Year’s Day.