Friday, March 9, 2012


By Heather

When my kids were wee little, we used to refer to March as the “plague” month. Any germ going around inevitably came home with them. It was always a month of doctors, medicine, and long, long nights.

As the kids grew, the plagues seemed to fade away—for everyone but me. Each and every March, I get a nasty head cold that inevitably turns into a sinus infection (no matter how hard I try to ward it off). Last year, it lasted two months, turned into two ear infections, a sinus infection, and a touch of bronchitis, too. Yeah, lucky me.

Anyway, I lasted seven whole days of March without feeling so much as a sniffle. Then yesterday I woke up with a terrible throat. And then congestion started. Just in time for me to hit the road. I leave for Chicago today for a few events... If you’re in the area, I’ll be speaking and signing with Denise Swanson and Kelle Z Riley on Saturday, March 10 at 12:30 PM at the Coal City Public Library and Sunday, March 11 at 1:00 PM at the Bolingbrook Barnes & Noble Booksellers. I’m really hoping this cold is a quick one and that I don’t infect anyone attending the events (I promise not to share my germs).

But be forewarned. I don’t like to suffer in silence. I definitely whine a little too much when I’m not feeling well. “My throat huuuurts.” “I cannn’t breeeaaathe.” LOL. My poor family is probably glad I'm going away. But I am determined not to whine on this trip. Too much.

And let’s hope that this is the only plague of the month (I can dream!).

What kind of patient are you? A whiner or a silent sufferer?
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