Flu Fighter

It's April, and already I've been hit by a long spell of sickness. It's not anything serious, but fever and flu for 2 weeks?? Even I am getting tired of it. I’ve visited the doctor three times and brought back bucket-loads of medicines – but – obviously, it’s not really working, is it? I like playing mind-games (e.g. messing other people’s mind – and animals too, especially cats), so, as an added effort, I decided to use my brainpower and hopefully will be able to psych Mr. Virus to – well, die.

So, the first step is obvious. If you wanna mess with someone’s mind, u gotta know that person’s name, right? So, I tried to recall back Mr. Virus’s real name. I learnt about this ‘thing’ in primary school, like 20 years ago – so, after developing a headache just to recall, I decided to Google it. And there, I found it – Influenza Virus. I’m such a moron, it’s so obvious and popular – how could I’ve forgotten!? But… since I have my flu to blame, guess I’m not that moronic.

But anyway, I was thinking, Mr. Influenza’s just doing his job. It’s just that, instead of having a lifespan of, say, 3 days or so, this guy seem to have found the holy-grail to longevity to stay for more than 12 days – and still surviving. Gotta give him some credit. Or her. Hmm… virus is a uni-sel, right? So, I figure, the only explanation for its long-life is: it has found its feminine side and delved deep into it – as female, by fact, lives longer than male. In fact, Mr. Virus is probably not a Mister anymore. He is now probably better known as: Miss Influenza. And – hopefully - very-very old.

It’s never a gentleman-thing to harm a lady. Especially when Miss Flu is such a granny. So, I can’t seem to get myself to psych her to – well – die. Hopefully, with the amount of time that I spent watching Disney’s Playhouse Channel; la-la-ing with the Little Einsteins and cursing Swo-Swoosh for letting Honk hit the nail and punctured his tire – she’d probably grow tired of me and let the big boys of Aspirin County do their job – or just kill herself off.

Meanwhile, I’m just thankful that it’s just a plain ‘ol flu (even though it’s the “disco-mix extended version”). And that it has not developed into something more serious like pneumonia or bronchiolitis. And more importantly, that my family is unaffected (Marsha and her Nanny have got over it within few days – thank God!).

Right now, I’m sweating like a German having lunch at a food-stall with a zinc roof in hot and sunny Kulim - eating Salad with Sambal Belacan (Welcome to Kulim, Infineon!) – so, I must be getting better. I really hope to start work on Monday. I really miss being healthy.

Here's an educational link on flu from Yahoo!.