There is a Fungus Among Us
Actually, it’s a virus. It’s the kind of virus that thrives on exposing partially digested stomach contents to ambient air or putrid liquefied bowel to a toilet. Or underwear, whichever comes first. The virus in non-discriminatory and has spared no one in it’s wake.
Maura has said that it is all she has been seeing at work for the past week. Is it wrong for me to blame her for it’s appearance in our home? Seems only fair.
Brings up a point of contention though. What could possibly possess a person, I mean what triggers in their mind to connect an episode of vomiting to a hospital visit? I just don’t get it. I remember working triage sitting at the desk when a frantic parent would rush in at 3:30 in the morning exclaiming, “He’s vomiting!” Now don’t get me wrong, the inability to hold down any form of sustenance for an extended period can have deleterious effects and could certainly require some form of medical intervention.
