West Nile Blues

Dear Bloodsucker-

We need to talk.  Two weekends ago, I was in New Orleans celebrating the best birthday of my life.  As best I can tell, only you had more fun than me.  I came home with 24 mosquito bites. (To be fair, I think the term "mosquito bite" is a gross understatement.  These were half dollar-sized welts that made me want to rub my legs on a cactus. Because words are important to me, I want to be accurate.  And in the interest of accuracy, these were not mosquito bites.  These were mosquito-gorging lacerations.)

You selfish bit-h. 

The CDC website tells me the incubation period for West Nile Virus is "thought to range from 2 to 14 days, although longer incubation periods have been documented."  Just yesterday, I was thinking how much I was looking forward to hitting the 14 day mark West Nile Free.  But last night I went for a walk . . . and I came home with 4 new mosquito-gorging lacerations.  That's just not cool.

So, now I've got another 13 days to worry about fever, headache, disorientation, memory loss and personality change and death.  Seriously.  If I get a new personality, I'm hoping for one that's a morning person. But in the meantime, while I can still remember who I am and what you did to me, I just want to tell you that you suck.  Literally. 

Sincerely,

SEE

P.S.  On a positive note, the CDC says I live in a blue state. Its about time.