It is a place where little children talk as if their mouths speak one language, while their vocal chords speak another. It’s an alternate plane of existence in which large gobs of mucous are expelled to encircle their noses and they must take them on one nostril at a time.

Yes, the Kung Flu has descended upon our household – it is taking names and kicking butt. Two of three down with fevers, coughing and enough mucous to last a lifetime. I spent 8 hours today simply holding one, while the other alternated between the Wii and the comfort of the couch.

Wrestling the powers of darkness is taking far too much of my chi. I’ll be back after I’m done saving the universe from the evil Flu Manchu.


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1 Comment on Kung Flu – or The Dance of Death

  1. Megan (FriedOkra)
    February 14, 2008 at 9:49 am (16 years ago)

    OH NO! I’m so sorry. I remember having the flu today when I was about 7 or 8 and missing the Valentine’s Day party at school. It about broke my heart. I hope they feel better soon and you can avoid catching it, poor things!

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