One flu over the cuckoo's nest
Thanksgiving is long over, but I’ve been trying to keep that spirit of giving thanks alive throughout the year — which is all heartwarmingly fine and furry until you get the flu and then your husband doubles down on that illness action, too.
My challenge, since succumbing last weekend to fever and chills and coughing and a general malaise which has inspired up to 22 hours a day of sleeping, is to find 10 things about this bout of flu for which I am thankful.
1) It’s not intestinal flu — and I cannot stress enough how happy I am that this is so.
2) When it struck, I had two types of soup pre-made and stored in the freezer and all our dishes were clean. Food came to us like manna from heaven, and there was enough room to stack bowls without a kitchen disaster. Score!
3) Though our intestinal tracts were not affected in any violent fashion, we were not very interested in food, so what would have been soup for one meal, lasted for four. So with two soups, we lived like royal...
For access to this article please sign in or subscribe.