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!
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.