I just spent a week — literally, a week — sick with the worst flu I have ever had.
I went to bed Wednesday afternoon and didn’t get up again until… Sunday? And even then, I sat on the couch for about two hours and then decided to call it a day.
On the bright side, I have material for my next writing assignment. I’m going to call it A Journal of the Plague Week.
I know I’ve asked this before, but I think it bears asking again: when you’re sick, what you want to eat?