I have to consider myself blessed even though I have the flu. This is the first case of the flu or any type of cold virus since February of 2003. I started feeling weak the day of my uncle's funeral this past Wednesday. I suspect I got this from someone there. It's just a hunch on my part. I feel rough...barely able to write up this post. My head hurts, throat hurts, every bone in my body is hurting today. If there is any consolation, I am not alone. After going to the doctor yesterday afternoon, the office was filled with people coughing and appearing very sick. I'm usually facing a 3 hour wait whenever I go to my doctor. Yesterday it was a 4 1/2 hour extravaganza. It was hell on earth. I have not been able to sleep all night. I am hoping I can recover somewhat over the weekend. But, I'm not optimistic I will.

If that isn't enough, my nine month old beagle, Ralph, has a stomach virus according to the vet. He can't hold food down, and has been throwing up. I didn't need this along with my being sick. So, now I have to help myself and my dog. Ralph slept most of the day yesterday. I suppose that could be the meds he is taking. But, that is totally unlike Ralph. He has one speed and that is full speed all the time. But, even as I type this, he is laying at my feet sleeping as I type up this post. I think I will let him do what he has been taught not to do; get up on my bed. He's been shivering and I think laying next to me with a blanket over him will make him feel better. Maybe it'll make me feel better too.

Somebody remind me why I took a flu shot this year.