*hurk*

[bloodyrosemccoy]

So this morning at about 7:30 I staggered into the living room, having just spent quite a while in the bathroom. Dad was reading in there, and the following conversation ensued:

 

AMELIA: Oh god I feel like I’m dying. When he said “flu-like symptoms,” I had no idea they’d be so flu-like.

DAD: What’s this?

AMELIA: Fukitol withdrawal. It’s hitting me hard.

DAD: In what way?

(AMELIA gives a general overview of her symptoms.)

DAD: Amelia, the reason they are so flu-like is that you have the flu.

AMELIA: … Oh.

 

Figures. I was going to get my flu shot at that awful customer service place, but I quit instead—only the brain still wrote it off as Done, so I forgot to actually get the shot. Kids! Get yer flu shots or you’ll end up like me!

 

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to spend another day on my aforementioned fainting couch. When I’m not in the bathroom.

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[pixel39.livejournal.com]

My favorite is hot lemonade with ginger brandy in it. After you've had enough, you still feel like crap but you don't care anymore. :-)