Misery loves company or: Anybody else have this furshuginer virus?

It’s been going around in these parts. Can’t breath. Can’t lay down because the fluid in your chest starts gurgling around in there. Can’t keep anything down.
The worst part is that the projectile expulsion of nasty bodily fluids from both ends of the alimentary tract is not accompanied by the usual lack of apetite in my case. It took two meals before I learned not to eat. I’m stupid and greedy.
The good news is I’m not at work so I can post to my hearts content.