So as I was sitting on the couch last night scratching my 100 mosquito bites while my dinner was cooking, they announced on the news that “Harris County health officials have found mosquitoes suspected of carrying the deadly St. Louis encephalitis virus in storm sewers in southeast Houston…” Wonderful. Perfect. Now I’m going to itch and I’m going to die.
Even better: “Most people bitten by a mosquito that carries the virus have no disease symptoms. When symptoms occur, they include fever, headache, nausea, stiff neck and changes in mental function, such as sleepiness and disorientation.” So basically, it’s impossible to tell the difference between the normal life of a co-op and that of a co-op with encephalitis. Great.
And on that note, I must say that my alarm clock and I are having issues. The past two mornings, I’ve overslept and gotten to work late. Does that count as sleepiness?
So to recap, people, this may be my last diary entry because a) I have mosquito bites; b) I have sleepiness; and c) I have a sore throat (though the symptoms don’t list that, maybe it’s one they’ve never seen before). Yep, it’s official, I’m going to die. {sob} Goodbye cruel world!
Anyway. Back to work.
