I got run over by the flu truck.Laid flat.
Plowed down.
I can't even remember the last time I had the flu and my friend Holly says it gets worse as we age, but I can honestly say I thought I might be dying.
My fever finally broke this morning and though I'm left with a hell of a cold and eyeballs that ache and I'm weak as a noodle, I'M ALIVE!
I'M ALIVE!
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An accurate description, at least from my experience.....I never doubted for a second that I was dying each and every time I've had the flu only to be actually surprised when I recovered. I'm either a unrealistic dreamer hpochondriac or a wimp.....
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