As many parts of the world, Sweden is experiencing a harsh flu season. At least, that’s what I hear from the news. Luckily it hasn’t yet hit our family.
Sometimes I think that I didn’t get sick as often in Texas, but then I realize that was probably because I had my own car. Over here we use public transportation like buses and subways. This way everyone is like a big happy family who shares all their germs.
I had the flu the first year I moved to Sweden. My fever got very high and we had to go to the hospital. It turned out that I had taken a martial arts class the week before in which I had taken quite a beating from my class partner which led to ugly blue bruises all over my arms. When they pulled up my sleeves to take blood, I was covered in bruises. The doctor never said a word. Very strange. Or maybe he thought I deserved to be beaten up. haha!
That’s really my only flu story and it’s not a good one.