holidays
Everyone thinks the worst thing about getting the flu is throwing up, but it's not. It's the fever. The pain where my hips rested on the bed was unbelievable. I had to move constantly, I tried to lie on my side but my stomach couldn't take it. I thought about running up hills. I thought about races. But making yourself hurt for around twenty-five minutes is different from feeling this thing happen to you. They told me it was a 12-hour flu. I'd thrown up at 3 in the morning. So now it was 10:45, 11 AM . . . I cannot express how slowly time went by. I'd look at my watch, I thought I must have lasted through hours, it had been less than ten minutes. Throwing up is a diversion.