Unfortunately, Nate didn’t get it, and so, he got it.
(If you haven’t seen that somewhat annoying PSA, I’m talking about the flu shot, and the flu. I tried to find a video of it online, but couldn’t…consider yourself spared.)
I decided my least favorite words of the week are: “Ummm… can you get me a bucket?”
Lucky for Nate, he lives with a (student) nurse, and I’ve been constantly taking his vitals, listening to his heart, bowels, and lungs, and bringing him dinner in bed…