Bleh
There are several nasty lurgies going around, and I finally caught one. I don’t think it can be the really awful one (there’s an Aussie flu that’s killing people) as I’m already feeling much better.
I came down with it Saturday night and I’ve done my best to stay asleep ever since. That’s my usual plan for dealing with adversity: sleep until it gets bored and wanders off.
The Brit equivalent of Nyquil is called Nite Nurse, and it’s just as coma-inducing. I’ve been drifting in and out of consciousness, having conversations with dead people, reading cryptic notes (you aren’t supposed to be able to read in your dreams, which is why they’re so cryptic, I guess).
If there’s a way to open a portal between dimensions, its name is Nyquil.
Now the question is, once I feel up to it, when do I dare go in? I work with some terribly, terribly old people. I’d feel awful if I inadvertently. You know. Killed somebody.
January 8, 2018 — 7:50 pm
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