Down for the count...

OK folks...I'm not teaching today. I'm down for the count as the millions of bacteria currently inhabiting my lungage have decided to have a party and use my alveoli for punch bowls. "I gots the pneumonia", as my sainted Grans would have said. So, I'm not planning on spreading it to the kiddies and my fellow teachers today. I shall leave that till tomorrow.

I am glad that I got to the doctor quite quickly on this one, as it came on as suddenly as a firestorm in a toothpick factory. Went to bed feeling a tiny bit under the weather; woke up yesterday with a hacking wet cough. I worked out my teaching day and then immediately sought Hippocratic relief. She called it "Community Bourne Pneumonia" which is just a fancy way of saying that I caught it directly from someone, instead of the bugs setting up house after weeks of suffering with a cold and then a cough.

It's no fun either way, although this way does have it's benefits:

1. No runny nose to get red and raw

2. The cough sounds REALLY impressive

3. I can do a fabu warthog impersonation

4. My fever, when graphed, could be used for rollercoaster design

5. I got an inhaler prescribed so I can pretend to be Urkle

6. The antibiotics make me so nauseous that I will probably lose 10 pounds

7. Cause I'm not sneezing, I can play with glitter if I want.