On Sunday afternoon, when I was in the throes of the flu bug, A heard me tell J that I was running a fever.
A: "Why do you have a fever?"
Me: "Because my body has an infection somewhere in it, and the fever is my body's way of fighting it."
A looked at me for a moment, then carefully said: "Is your body winning?"
Despite my discomfort, I had to laugh! And I also had to admit that I really didn't know if my body was winning or not.
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