Flu blues…

It’s no denying that age is catching up with me. It used to be that a flu would be nothing more than a little incovenience, daily routine would just go on without a hitch. Self medication would be the way to go with recovery setting in on the second day.

These days I get reduced to a pathetic pile on the bed indistinguishable from the mass of blankets and pillows, coughing and sneezing my insides out. As a packaged deal, it comes with a headache that leaves me wondering if my head was going to burst.

I had to swallow around 6 pills and wait for about half a day for the effects to set in and bring about some relief, at least enough for me to type this down.

The consequence of it all does not end with the physical suffering. Looking at the amount of work and emails piled up, I start with the drudging task of catching up with all that I’ve missed over the past 2 days, sniffing and coughing along…