The stomach flu is literally the worst.
If I could rank my least favorite things... I'd probably have the top five looking something like this:
5) Head lice.
4) Bats.
3) ISIS.
2) Family Drama.
1) Viruses.
Viruses don't care that you have a washer and dryer to pick up! No! They strike you and your muscular roommate down with nausea and vomiting for days. Viruses don't care that you really did intend to make chili with all that ground beef! NO! Viruses keep you week and afraid of food until the ground beef goes rotten in the fridge and with it your hopes and dreams waste away as well. VIRUSES DO NOT CARE ABOUT MERE BLOGGERS. In the words of Michelle Tanner, "How Rude!"
On the bright side, I am about 90% done with my bout of the stomach flu. I have not yet had coffee (4 days sober) so when that finally happens I will call it a 100% recovery. My soldier roommate is still in the trenches of his bout with the nasty virus and I have to say, this has been a relationship test for the both of us to say the least. I have learned that he is WAY better at taking care of sick people than I am, and is way nicer and more patient than I could have ever guessed. I have learned that if you do it in a funny way, lysol-ing everything your sick partner touches is not annoying, its endearing. I have learned that crackers should be a staple in every home just in case, that my best friend shouldn't get that vanilla shake he wanted from McDonalds within 24 hours of vomiting, and that even seeing each other at our worst, after only four weeks of living together, we still love each other.
I beat the stomach flu. I am alive. My blog is alive. And luckily for me, my relationship is still alive.