Flu Shmu!

I roll from the bed-
okay, stumble-
wondering if anyone saw the
truck that hit me while I was sleeping.
And how did they fix the wall so quickly?
Must have had many elfin minions to
do the dirty work for them.
And what kind of hit and run driver has
elfin minions anyway?
Santa?
Bit early for that methinks...
methinks
thinking...
bit hard to do at the mo'.
When did I smoke ten joints?
'Cuz GODDAMN I am flying!
Not really liking floating in the
clouds though-
But giggle anyway as I wobble
into shorts and t-shirt.
Didn't this well worn cotton used
to feel good?
The living room-
I grunt a good morning and
a didja' eat?
A confirmed double yes satisfies me.
Coffee-
yes, coffee!
Hot, smooth, praline flavored cream coffee.
That'll take care of the sand in my throat.
When did I lick the beach?
Should cut that out...
Note to self-stop licking beaches.
As I creak and snurffle my way to
my equally creaky desk chair-
the hubby starts shouting-
why is he shouting?
And denying he is doing so to boot!
And was tha' ?
Flu? What are you yammering about?
Flu Shmu!!
And could you please stop that?
Shush! Really quite nasty of you
to stick needles in my head.
Sipping my hot life preserver,
clutched in my shaking hands-
I give a mental pat on the back
of my amazing self.
Attacked in my sleep but still-
Dressed,
up and about,
Well done, mate!
A whole half hour!
this deserves a treat.
And I creak and snurffle
my way back to bed.
Ahhhh. That's nice!
But could someone
please tell the world to
slow down?
Feeling a wee bit ill...
uh oh.