What the hell?
It started with persistent pain,
Down deep within my lungs...
Not a muscle pull, this was sustained.
Asbestos, Cancer fears swirled, unsung.
Then the cough, sore throat began.
Was hoping it was a minor cold;
Pain and cough meds lent helping hand,
Flu symptoms now making me feel weak, old.
Ironically, rest of life is going well,
Finances holding steady, writings published.
If could just get through this flu hell,
Life become a banquet, to be relished...
Cruel, subminiature strands of DNA,
Robbing me of time to live, work and play.
Author notes
Started coming down with it Sunday, then decided to get off my pitty potty and write something about it. Still sux, tho' ;-)
A contest entry
- BODY, MIND AND SOUL! by LadyLavender.
575 points, ended March 14, 2008, 14 entries
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Yes. ;)
The flu's a bitch. I'm glad you're over it.
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nice...
thank you and good luck in the contest. -
whew
I feel misery! Been there many times, good piece describing very accurately what you go through with this sickness, lots of luck to you in the contest.
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aww this wasn't funny. It was kinda sad
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you wrote this while suffering the FLU??? You're good. Very good. I like this entry.
Love, Lane
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