The flu came on Monday night and I should have took my wife’s advice and stayed home and rest. Went to work yesterday and it got worse. I had to leave a early and the commute home was hell. I got home and crashed out. My wife got out of work early and made me some chicken congee. I could barely eat. I feel a bit better today, but still hot and a bit disorienting. So I better stay home today to rest.
Isn’t it great to have a wife who takes good care of you when you’re sick? Her congee was great. It reminded me of the early days when we were just learning out each other. She was sick and I offered to cook some congee for her. When I came over to her apartment. It was already cooked and so I helped her out by ate two bowls. Man, it was the good old time.