Between runny noses, puffy eyes, and itchy throats, I am two sneezes away from locking myself in a giant hazmat suit. Just call me “bubble girl” because I need a protective shield to prevent those pesky germs from seeping into my pores. Alright, alright, I know I’m being dramatic, but when half of your students are suffering from the flu and the other half are battling a stomach bug, it’s okay to be on edge. Agreed? Just last week I had a student who was, quite honestly, close to coughing up a lung. When I encouraged him to return to his room to rest and recoup, he decided against it and (painfully) forged ahead. So, what is it about this time of year when everyone gets sick at once and no one wants to stay in the health center and miss class? When did getting good grades outweigh getting healthy? When did taking care of yourself become a sign of weakness?