Fran Cannon Slayton

Let’s recite it together:

“Please, friend, kick me when I’m down.”

As if having brain cancer and secondary adrenal insufficiency isn’t enough, I go and get the flu.

I haven’t had the flu in years.  But it decided to show up last weekend, disguised at first as a head cold.  A few days later, the fever, chills, and aches came on.  I thought I was really in for it – people die of the flu, you know.  And these days I have a ton of trouble just trying to get rid of the sniffles.  I was worried about what I might be in for.

But then it happened: after drinking a bunch of elderberry, rose hip, and ginger root tea (made for me by a very nice friend – thank you!), my immune system decided that this was the moment it should make its appearance. With a fever of 102, I went through a terrific, cathartic night of sweats.  I mean sweaty, sweaty, sweaty girl.  TMI, I know.  But how amazing!  When I woke up, the fever was gone and I felt more like myself than I have felt in a long, long time.  Other than being a little tired, I am pretty much well now – in a total of only six days, much less time than it usually takes me to get rid of a little cold.  Am I not the picture of health?  Yes, I am.  Yes, I am.

I am FLU SLAYER!  Hear me roar.