Coffee, How I’ve Loved You

So about 2 months ago I had my flu shot. Get one every year. Should prevent flu or make it more mild. OK. I’ll bite. I got the shot. A month ago I got the flu. Yes friends, a MONTH ago. I am still blowing my nose as I post this. I was miserable for four weeks. Just about getting back now. But the flu was not the worst part. Since I got sick, I can’t drink coffee.

You might say, well, that’s a small price to pay, but people of my WonderWorld, it’s EPIC. My grandkids do not recognize me without a cup of Dunkin Donuts coffee in my hands. My kids don’t even know me without coffee. My husband is concerned. I drink at least 5 cups a day and never pass a WaWa or a Dunkin without stopping. The folks there know me and they know my car. They see me pull up to the drive-thru and they have it ready for me. I had a four- dollar- a- day habit when I was working. I go on vacation and the first thing I check out is the local coffee “scene”.

Now when I make a cup at home I can’t swallow it. It leaves a nasty taste behind. I decided to try Dunkin. Usually I swoon at the first sip. I just love that coffee. Folks, I couldn’t swallow it. What the hell! Who can’t drink coffee? I know some folks don’t like it so they don’t drink it. I like it. I drink it. Wait…no can do. I’m scared.

Tea. I drink tea in the morning. I drink tea at night. Sometimes I drink iced tea. I love tea. But in my previous life it was my Plan B. Now it’s Plan A and I’m scared.

Will I ever be able to drink coffee again? Anybody have any insight? My life is upside down. I do not drink coffee. I cannot drink coffee. I want to drink coffee. Will I ever be able to enjoy a cup of Joe ever again? What do you think? I need a light at the end of this tunnel.

Thanks for letting me whine. I’m adjusting but not well. Venting helps.