Battling The gods of Phlegm

At the turn of the weather, I always have to be wary and guard myself with all of the cold and flu protectorants known to Man.  Of course, I always fall ill just when I think I’m doing the right thing: taking my Vitamin C, wearing extra layers of clothing, and washing my hands a zillion times a day.  Apparently, not even the flu shot was enough to ward off the demonic evils of bronchial goodness that have randomly chosen to pick this holiday season to rear their ugly heads.  Lucky me.  So I did what any girl could do.  I called my doctor and stayed in bed for two days straight hoping that bombarding it with antibiotics and over-the-counter meds would work.  I managed to make it to work and appear fresh as a daisy despite the occasional bouts of hacking up a lung.  Sweet.


About Mema

I've been at this blogging thing since 2005, but I don't consider myself a veteran AT ALL. My posts are mostly well-meaning, fun anecdotes with the occasional random thought and a dash of humor for good measure. So sit back, relax, and stay awhile. And if you decide to browse elsewhere, just're missing out on an opportunity to meet (arguably) THE GREATEST PERSON THAT EVER LIVED. Overstated? Well, why not stick around to find out? Your call, tough guy. Or, gal. Or, martian.
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