I signed up for my first-ever flu shot yesterday. I figure that I don't want to be the one to infect the residents and I sure don't want to bring it home to my family.
One year, about eight years ago, we all got the flu. At that time, I was walking three miles a day most days of the week. After being down with the flu, it took me more than three months to build back up to those three miles. Brad and Patrick were even worse off than me. Right after they recovered, they came down with bronchitis that required antibiotics to cure. Granted, I am healthier and in better shape now than I was then, but I sure as hell don't want to go through that again.