I almost made it all summer without suffering a cold or the flu. However, my luck ran out on the last day of summer. It seems I contracted one of the many viruses that float around and it has since turned in to bronchitis. Needless to say, I have spent the majority of this week cuddling a box of kleenex and fighting a fever.

It is a scary time to be sick. All of the reports of the dead swine flu even had me wondering if I might be suffering something more serious. Needless to say, my doctor didn’t seem too concerned. However, I probably would have waited a few more days to pay her a visit if it weren’t for all of this swine flu hype.

It is a bad time to have a cough. I notice that every time a raise my hand to cover my mouth I can catch someone backing away from me with a look of dread on their face. I promise, I have been doing my best to keep my germs to myself. I am armed with antibacterial wipes and gel. I have also washed my hands so much they are starting to crack from being so dried out.

I hope I have had my share of illness for the season, but I’m sure its just the beginning.