Everybody gets the flu, and I am not immune.
Unlike the rest of the world, my colds can't just come and go. Mine
are part of a cascade of unpleasantness. The dictionary defines
cascade as a process that occurs in successive stages, each of which
is dependent on the preceding one. I understand that more than anybody
For my flu cascade, the first occurs when I start a new job, and
the day before my first day, the flu hits, and hits hard. I suffer
through those first few days, and get my paycheck, which I need
to pay for my vehicle to be registered.
The second cascade: My vehicle fails its smog check because of
a faulty sensor.
Third cascade. The part can only be replaced at a dealership, and
is on the top of the gas tank.
Fourth cascade: While the failed part has a minor cost, removing
enough parts to reach it, forces the vehicle to be in service for
two weeks and increases it repair costs twenty fold.
Fifth cascade: Paris comes to my home with a slight cold, just
as I am finally getting over mine and days later, I come down with
the flu again.
Sixth cascade: . . . and in my illness, I lose my second paycheck
and have to jump through the hoops getting a new one issued.
It isn't fun to be me.