Sick as a Dog. Err, a Pig.
Yeah, someone we know has it. We are keeping our fingers crossed that no one else comes down with H1N1. Ever since I got the flu in 1999, I’ve gotten inoculated each year without fail. It made a big impression on me. I remember thinking I was going to die. Or, it may have been, please, lord, let me die. As this post indicates, that hasn’t happened yet, although my REDTHREAD administrator might think my prose is deadly.
(And, BTW, does the fact that I’m Jewish protect me in any way from contracting swine flu? Drats!)
Anyway, the CDC has a protocol worth passing on: make sure the afflicted stays home for seven days after the doctor’s diagnosis; don’t say anything like “so and so has SWINE FLU!!!” unless that very admission has come out of that person’s (covered) mouth. And, most important, keep washing your hands and covering your mouth with your inner elbow when you cough or sneeze.
Finally, and this might not actually be in the protocol: start ingesting chicken soup as soon as you start feeling icky.
Be Well!
