I feel like I'm in the Masque of the Red Death, the Edgar Allne Poe story about a disease that comes to take everyone in the town. In the past two weeks, everyone in my office has been sick...except me, Mr. Cancer.
Perhaps it's a combination of eating right (lots of veggies and fruit, coupled with low fat proteins and healthy fats), drinking lots of water, washing my hands a lot and being active. Or, it might just be dumb blind luck. Or, God's Providence.
Just trying to keep it at bay and shooing people out of my cubicle.