What a rotten word.
I found it in the October 1918 diaries of Far Guy’s Grandfather.
28 Monday Hauled wood went after fanning mill to Osage come home took the “flu”
29 Tuesday Sick Thresa done chores
30 Wednesday Sick Lydia came ( Grandmas sister)
31 Thursday Got up a little Luthe took my turn
Back then it was the young adults that died the ones with the really healthy immune systems. Many who died were thought to have the beginnings of TB.
In the winter of 1957-1958 I had the Asian Flu. I was six years old. I was in the hospital in Detroit Lakes Minnesota, in a ward with other children on lumpy close to the floor beds, the single door in the room was frosted, there were windows in that corner room but I couldn’t see outside…maybe they were frosted too. The metal nightstands next to the beds would make clanging noises when the various basins were dropped there. The Sisters… I hated the rectal thermometers that would wake you from a dead sleep. I was there maybe two or three days…I recall being warm and thirsty and sick and wanting to go home.
During the winter of 1975-1976 many people in Minnesota had “a flu” Jennifer was a tiny baby and all of us were so ill with vomiting, diarrhea, chills and fever that we could not manage on our own so my Mom came and took care of us. The aches and pains were horrible…
2015 Far Guy has Influenza and is on Tamiflu and we hope he makes a complete recovery. The Doctor wants to see him again if his condition deteriorates. He was on the road to recovery from his Acute Bronchitis but was taken very ill on Monday afternoon.
We both had the Flu shot this year apparently it isn’t worth beans.