As I lie in bed with the blankets over my head, all I can think about is how bad I feel. Sickness breathes deep within. I sleep, then wake, then sleep. Four days have passed…blankets still over my head. Shortly before 11:00 a.m., I hear a blast of several fire sirens sounding off in a distance. The echoing is so disturbing. My mind wonders and ponders to what may be happening only a mile down the road, as my head is still under the blankets. I suddenly realize how blessed I am too only be sick in bed.
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