It was the night of October 12th, I was helping my son with his essay when I started to get the chills. My head caught on fire with heat and pain. My bones ached, I got dizzy. I told the kids goodnight and I went to lay down. The shivering kept my muscles locked, the pain was relentless. As I pull more covers on me the heat poring out the top of my head was nearing explosive. I tried to relax if only I could get some sleep. My eyes flew open as the sound of my alarm clock streamed threw the room. I stumbled out of bed, shook my daughter gently to wake her up. Yelled down to my manchild (18 yr old son) and told him he would have to take his sister to school. I wabbled into the bathroom sat on the toilet and let the sickness pour out. Then I grabbed firmly onto the trash can and let it pour out the other end. When it was over I dragged myself back into the bed convinced I was going to die and fell asleep. In awakening a few hours later volcanic heat still poured out of my head and eyes, so I knew it was time to head straight for the doctor. He said "yep you have the flu." Then prescribed cough syrup and penacylin.
I knew I had to make it into the office to get payroll sent in.
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