I'm not calling it the swine flu...it sounds stupid. Like I'm trying to be hoity toity or something. I'm going to call it the pig flu. It flows doesn't it? Kind of like the disease itself. Just so you know, we're all going to get it. It's inevitable. Obama says there is no need to panic or be alarmed, but I say otherwise. One school in my district has already closed down for the week because two kids had the pig flu. That sends alarm bells going off all over the place!
What if I get sick? (which I will) I don't have a doctor. I never get sick. I don't even know where my insurance card is. Even if I had a doctor, what if he got sick? What if everyone got sick? Nobody would be there to take care of anybody. We'd all be too sick. Who would be there to pass out the Tamiflu? Obama? Yeah, right! He'll be playing golf while his "people" discuss the situation. Grrrrr...
My stomach hurts. I think I might die.
I knew it would come to this. I knew it. I knew it. I knew it.
I don't want the pig flu. I don't know where my SARS mask is anymore either. Oh, this is not good.
I don't even have a roommate to hold my hair back while I puke in the toilet. Then again, I don't have enough hair to hold back. I think I'm okay on that one. But still, I don't want to throw up. I hate throwing up.
Oh dear...this is not good at all...