Swine Flu

So, no, I do not have it, but it is scaring me. I get sick an awful lot and never really get rest anymore. Since there have been people in Vineland, NJ who have it, I don't want to be one of those people who get it from them and find out the next day when I am on bedrest. Worse is that I don't want to give it to Nick, and I definitely don't want to end up visiting home and giving it to my mom.
I think it is a little ridiculous that I am so scared of something like the swine flu, but ridiculous or not, I know where my army grade gas masks are should things get bad.

It just makes me think of all of the nutty things that I was crazy to be scared of when I was a kid.

Lobsters- my mom brought fresh ones home once for an anniversary gift for my dad. They walked around the kitchen a bit before she washed them up and threw them in the pot. I remember the screams as they got boiled and had nightmares of lobsters crawling up my lobster bib saying "help!"

Birthday Candles- not my own. I was afraid if I was on the opposite side of the cake of the person blowing out the candles, the flames would jump off the candles and set me on fire.

My dad's electric carving knife- I thought it was an equivalent to a chainsaw which I was equally afraid of. I had nightmares of "texas chainsaw masacres" in my house with the substitution of the carving knife.

Ladders- I think I was just afraid of falling, but I never went up higher than the first few rungs unless I had to for my dad. I always shook like crazy and sometimes cried when I had to.

Roadkill Squirrels- I lived in Utica back in the day, and there was an abundance of squirrels dead on the roads. I was afraid they were all going to get up one day and seek revenge.