I woke up with it this morning. The dreaded pounding head, the sore throat, and a feeling of impending doom. (Also, nausea.)
I knew in that defining moment that it had come for me: The Sick.
However, I have a plan of action; one that involves vitamin C, tissues, and copious amounts of decongestant and hot tea. (Also, hand sanitizer.) After all, there is homework to be done, dance classes to be had, and job to do. I do not have time for The Sick. My courage shall not fail, unlike my immune system.
Yep, I’m bringing in the big boys, folks.
Germs, fear me.