I’ve had the flu a few times in my life, but I’ve never been tested for it until tonight.
I knew I was in trouble when the lab assistant held out this swab with a long stick. Then he tells me he has to swab my nose.
That thing was going in my nose?
And then he tells me I have to lie down for him to do the procedure.
Uh… just how far in does this stick have to go in?
Pretty far.
Right before he started the procedure, the lab assistant told me this would make me cry.
I thought yeah, right. I’m tough. I can take whatever he was going to do to me.
Apparently the stick goes so far up it does something to the eye ducts, which makes you cry.
And it stings while he’s rolling the swab around for ten seconds.
Only it’s not ten seconds. It’s “one Mississippi… two Mississippi…”
Take my word for it, that is way more than ten seconds.
So I am taking doctor’s orders and doing the lots of rest, lots of liquids for the next ten days. I might not be online, but I’m sure I’ll make a big dent in my TBR pile.
