The Dreaded Lurgy

[apple_pathways]

The children are full of plague. Half of them are coming in with coughs and runny noses: they sit there sniffling and hacking, refusing tissues when I offer. "BLOW YOUR NOSE!" I insist, thrusting the box of Kleenex at them. "AND THEN USE THIS!" (The bottle of hand sanitizer.)

When they leave, I cover everything in a thick mist of Lysol. We'll see if my precautions work. I spent the entire month of November sick with bronchitis and a sinus infection: I may be immune to whatever bug is currently making the rounds, or I may not. If I need to go see the doctor for antibiotics again, I'm hitting up the parents for donations to pay my doctor bills.

Comments

[jobey-in-error.livejournal.com]

You need a little liquid courage if you're playing drill sergeant all day tomorrow too ;) (Though I wonder if your grandfather meant that if it knocked you out/made you sick you would totally forget why you drank it to begin with? Maybe not, but I always suspected that's what my uncle meant by it...!)

[apple-pathways.livejournal.com]

It won't be all day: I'm a tutor, so I work afternoons/evenings. But yeah: I fancyed a bit of a drink while perusing LJ, so I thought: perhaps tonight is the night I become a 1920s gentleman and indulge in a nightcap! :P (Thought I highly doubt Diet Cherry Dr. Pepper counts for that purpose...)

My grandpa used to drink this cheap blackberry-flavored brandy that could strip the paint off the walls. I don't doubt its magical powers to kill any and all germs invading the body! (Along with half your brain cells...)

[jobey-in-error.livejournal.com]

Dear Sir--

Oh yeah. Some people don't tutor full-time. Normally I feel superior about this, but not tonight... if you know anyplace that still sells that brandy, lemme know... ;)

Respectfully Yours,
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