Saturday, November 14, 2009


At my house everyone is in various stages of sickness, again. This does not bode well for winter. I may take up wearing a mask everywhere I go, and masking the children a la the late Michael Jackson.

So, I'd like to dedicate this post to flu season and propose an exercise to work our writing muscles. In three sentences or less, describe the sickest you have ever been. It doesn't have to be a masterpiece, and please don't spend more than a few minutes thinking about it. Just off the top of your head - Go!

Here's mine:

Pain attacks every inch of my body with merciless force. I lie, helpless, alternately burning and freezing, my throat raw and thick. I dream of sleep, of a moment of relief, and to dwell with society again.


  1. I was ready to give birth. Temperature at 103. I thought I would die.

  2. Strep throat. Blah, blah! Sick in my mouth!

    Okay, that might not be the real deal, but my daughter told me she was 'sick in her mouth' last week when she had a sore throat. Very cute. :)

  3. Dizzy, immobile, black stars cover my vision and then the needle sting. Plasma flows from my sick body into a specimen bag so that someone else can have the antibodies I create. Oh well, they're paying $200 a pop for my mono-blood.

    True story.

  4. Head spinning, mouth like cotton while I constantly dream of getting a glass of water. Can't eat anything, want to eat everything, lose five pounds. Skin on fire, feel so cold.

  5. Seeing double, thinking it was a tumor. Then on top of that nightmare, I get the flu. Death couldn't be this painful.