I take pride in my body's immune system. I haven't been sick in over 5 years (hangovers don't count) and trust me, it's not from a lack of interaction with other people. When I was at Alfred State, everyone in my suite, including my roommate, got the flu within a few days of each other. I don't think I even got runny nose.
I like to thank my parents for not keeping me away from germs as a child. If wanted to play in the dirt, eat the cracker that fell on the ground, or play in the rain all day, by golly they let me do it. And because of that I was sick a lot as a kid. And I'm grateful for that. It taught my body how to defend against most colds, flus, and stomach bugs by the time I was in high school.
And then I came to Bradford. I should've expected it, really. Being so far from where I'd spent most of my life, there was bound to be some strain of the cold or flu my body wasn't ready for. But nevertheless, I'm still mad that I broke my healthy streak.
Freshers flu is notorious for coming out right after Freshers week, and infecting the majority of the incoming students. And it did. Everyone in my suite, and every other new international student I've talked to has gotten it. It's very similar to strep throat, with first a sore throat, then congestion, followed by a worse sore throat and congestion. I've had it for a week now, and I think I'm finally on the mend (fingers crossed). By the way, the honey, whiskey, lemon trick does work to some degree.
Hopefully by this time next week I'll be healthy enough to have gone on a weekend trip, a pub crawl,or something similarly worth telling about. But for now, I must go stock up on Halls, Whiskey, and Honey.
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