I think the title here explains it all… It all started the day before when sick Jordan began rummaging through the bacon with his little sick fingers. Little did Jordan know, I love bacon. I suspect this was when the plague was first transferred to me… Long story short, I was down for the count this day. High fevers, vomit, stuffy nose, headaches, the works. #zombieapocalypse By the end of the night the plague had spread to Ben, he was able to sleep and fight most of it off; I got hit the worst. Luckily Mike’s awesome mom took care of us and bought us Emergen-C and cold/flu medicine.