i was watching the morning news as i was getting ready for work. the chipper anchor began a story of a man with tuberculosis who was on an air france/atlanta flight in May and that hundreds of people could be infected. i took an air france/atlanta flight to birmingham on monday so you could imagine my histeria. i was poised for the news anchor to give all sorts of useful information such as where the flight was headed, what the flight number was, if i was going to drop dead at any moment. however, the story ended just as abruptly as it had started. i woke up kev “honey, i think i might be infected with TB!”. he rolled his eyes.

i checked though. i’m not dying. the flight that the TB man was on was on May 12th. whew! another bullet dodged! now i can go back to complaining about cramps, my weird psychosomatic gagging, and my lack of sleep.