I've got THE VIRUS!

The other day, I had in my ER two candidates for Mensa. The one with the mask on, which by the way was not the patient, promptly told me that she was diagnosed on Wednesday with a viral infection. Her boyfriend obviously was suffering with the same thing (surprise, surprise), but since he had a history of asthma he was given a few prescriptions to take home and diagnosed with Sinusitis and Bronchitis. She looked right at him and said, "All you have is Sinusitis. I have got THE VIRUS!" He reminded her that he also had Bronchitis, but this just didn't seem to add up to equal her "VIRUS!" in her eyes. I really had to hold my tongue hard not to tell them that they both should definitely not have children until they got a brain between the two of them! "Dear, you do realize that means you have a cold, right?" Obviously, she didn't know and obviously they wanted to share, because this week I have THE VIRUS! It has knocked me down. I took Zicam, which made me severely nauseous and did a lot of resting! Today was the first day I felt like I could get up and get something done- so I went shopping! I usually don't enjoy shopping, but sometimes a body just has to get out. I got a package off to my sister, changed Emma's soccer ball for a size 5 (much cuter than the size 4 anyway!), and went to the library. I also bought myself a treat, since I am not weighing myself or exercising this week! It wasn't quite as good as I remembered!
The good thing about being forced to take it easy- I finished two books. I read Percy Jackson and the Lightening Thief (It was Ok.), and Unexplained Mysteries of World War II. I really enjoyed this one. If you like history you'll enjoy the different stories. There is one where a man is trying to leave Germany, but is forced to land and make repairs to his airplane. While he is in Germany, a man bumps into him and tries to explain that the Gestapo is after him. The man hides him and then flies him out of Germany with him. Later he is fighting for the Polish and then the British against the Germans and is hit. He makes it back to land, but his head was hit so bad they don't think they can save him. Later he wakes to see the man he has saved. He was a Jewish brain surgeon and has saved his life. There is also a story about an advertisement that is put in the paper right before the Pearl Harbor attacks that really looks like a warning to potential spies about the impending attack.
Today against my cheaper side's nagging I went and bought Dan Brown's latest book, The Lost Symbol. I am on Chapter 6 already. Too bad THE VIRUS is almost gone and I have to go back to my normal busy life!