A small P.S.A.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

Batten down the hatches, stock up on sanitizer, get Airborne, mainline Vitamin C and buy shares in Vicks – apparently there’s a bug going around that’s somewhere between cold, flu, and “put me out of my misery.”

It started in my office, and when my coworker called out sick, it should’ve been my warning to do the aforementioned. Unfortunately, didn’t happen – got too busy with work, projects, this, that, the other.

You can guess what happened this past Sunday. I woke up and felt like death warmed over. Now, I’ve always been severely prone to upper-respiratory infections, but this is the first time that a bug made me go from zero to FML in a day.

Worry not, my Vicks arsenal has been very, very potent. I may feel slighly zombie-ish, but I will more than recover by next week. And believe me, I damn better.