Frog princess

It’s been two days since the attack of The Flu. I’m still croaking away like a toad in heat. I have completely lost my voice and sounding as sexy as an out of tune trombone. The only consolation is that the fever is gone, but I’m still riding out the remnants of the cold. That means I’m feeling all light-headed, woozy and experiencing a huge loss of appetite. I’m hungry all right, but food tasted so bland it hurts to look at food I can’t quite stomach. I’m only having the after-taste of yellowy-soon-to–turn-green phlegm every time I stuff food in my mouth. It’s not fun to be sick. This time, I really got it good.