A chance to meet my maker
Last week I had the flu and was feeling miserable. The first three days I was running a fever, which I kept under 101 F with a dose of extra strength acetaminophen every six hours. The fever is gone now, but I still have various aches in rotation around my upper body like little viral soldiers on guard duty.
But that's not what I came here to talk about. I'm 67, and it's no secret that this people at greatest risk for death from this particular bug are seniors. Now, it's often said that when you die you meet your maker. I don't know if that's true, but if it is, I, for one, am looking forward to that event with great excitement.
I've never seen a supernova up close and personal!