This whole H1N1 Swine Flu Pandemic Stuff kinda freaks me out.
I don't remember ever receiving a flu shot. I'm sure I did, because back in those days (of horses and carriages and walking three miles up hill barefoot in the snow) before vaccines were blamed for autism and ADHD and obesity, everyone got vaccines. It is just what you did.
But I don't remember getting it.
And I don't remember getting the flu, either. If I did get the flu, I'm 99.9% sure it hasn't been in the last ten years. Allergies, yes. Broken nose and finger and some weird rash-thing no doctor has ever been able to diagnose, yes. But the flu? Nope. Not me.
And it's not really Piggie Flu that is upsetting me, but it is the constant media attention on the flu in general. On swine flu and regular flu and flu shots.
It was not until this past year, when Piggie Flu erupted in sty's everywhere, that I first learned that the normal flu kills approximately 30,000 people a year. Wha-wha-what??
How come I had never heard that before?
That number seems so enormous to me. So incredible to believe. 30,000.
That would be 50 times my HS graduating class. It would be the entire Texas Tech University student body the year I graduated. It would be a little less than 1/3 the city I live in now.
According to the MADD website, a little less than 12,000 people died in drunk driving accidents in 2008.
Yet the normal, average, everyday flu killed almost three times as many people as drunk driving.
And that is what scared me. Because now it's not just me against the world.
It's me standing between the world and Bjorn.