I’ve had the respiratory flu (I think) with a touch of gastric symptoms for about two weeks now. I don’t feel so bad anymore, but when I sit down and happen to be tilting one way or the other, I wind up in nap phase. I don’t know that I can say I am tired or sleepy, but just that  – poof – there I am dozing away. It was 10 this morning when my cell phone jolted me awake. I call my mother every morning around nine every morning and evening. This morning, I had my usual 8:30 am conversation with my neighbor (She’s 90 and lives alone) across the street and thought, “Oh, I’ll just wait a few minutes to call Mother.” That didn’t work.

I’ve been lucky and haven’t had flu bouts in recent years, and darn it, the year I do have it they won’t allow human subjects in high school science experiments. My grandson could have used me, instead of those beans.  We could have done coughing videos relating to the timed dosage of cough syrup (some of which was pretty cool by the way) and a series of “hair-do” pictures.

I just thought of something; we have the boy watch old movies to further his cultural education and the last one was “Arsenic and Old Lace”. Okay, going for a caffeine fix.