So, so pathetic.
I mean, it starts out OK. I get a little sick and I do what I understand to be the smartest thing to do: I cave, immediately and completely. A few sniffles in and I am in bed, resting (OK, maybe "in bed" sometimes means "on the couch" and "resting" sometimes means "watching terrible, terrible TV") and pushing fluids. I do believe, in my heart of hearts, that that course of action results in less overall down time, and right now, in particular, I can afford no down time.
But quickly, it degenerates into the kind of whininess that I subject only the internet to, from a safe and germ-free distance. I'm siiiiiiiiiiiick, everybody. Entertaaaaaaaaaiiin me.
No, seriously. Please send me hilarious links from the internet.
Meanwhile, I will be eating my friend Dan's foolproof nip-it-in-the-bud cure:
1 can spinach, undrainedYes, that is exactly as tasty as it sounds. But Dan swears by it, and I have the ingredients, so I'm doing it.
1 can lima beans, undrained
As much freshly ground black pepper as you can stand
Combine ingredients. Heat on stove until hot. Eat.