Illness Strikes the House


Both Gary and the in-laws have been sick for three weeks. This illness does not manifest by any issue of fluids, or coughing, or sneezing.

Symptom 1: fatigue

Optional Symptom 2: sore eyes

Y-Chromosome-bound Symptom 3: boils

Gary and his Dad both have boils. Wilma has not been plagued with boils or buboes. However, she has noticed the fatigue. (If you have never had fatigue, you probably think I just mean ‘tired,’ but this is that flu feeling you get at three am when you are lying on the bathroom floor weak as a kitten and you can not get up.)

However, I have been fine. In fact, yesterday I had such a burst of energy I put off studying for a day and cooked roast potatoes, chocolate puff pastries, bittersweet chocolate cake and sliced strawberries. Then of course, last night I dreamed I was taking the Big Test and I took so long doing the “cooking” section that I failed the key “stockbroker” section.

Sadly, today I fell to the illness. No boils, but deep fatigue, and a tiny fever and a need to sleep –

Shh! You know, I can HEAR you. “Staph!” “Staph infection!” and the one person out there saying “MRSA!” Given that I am the only one without S______ blood coursing through my veins, I’m the only one who will take my temperature or go to the doctor. Then again, I just gave blood and urine to the Germans, perhaps they’ll notice something wrong. I hope they’re still looking for side effects, especially since FTY720 just took another step closer to the market.

Sigh. Typing that required two breaks and a nap.


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