(We reported earlier that Backstreet Boy Brian Littrell had been diagnosed with H1N1,
commonly known as swine flu, upon arriving in New York just prior to
the release of the band’s new album. Littrell wanted to write something
about the experience. Here are his comments, in his own words.)
miércoles, 7 de octubre de 2009
BRIAN LITTRELL: ‘You Never Think It Will Hit You’
I knew something was way wrong on the plane ride home from Japan. I
mean, I was miserable, but I didn’t expect anything like this. You
always hear about this stuff but you never think it will hit you.
mean, I was miserable, but I didn’t expect anything like this. You
always hear about this stuff but you never think it will hit you.
When we got to the hotel in NYC I knew I needed to see a doctor.
Then the doctor said I had all the symptoms. Swine flu? It all still
seemed so surreal. I mean – I got a record coming out, why me? Why this
week?
Then the doctor said I had all the symptoms. Swine flu? It all still
seemed so surreal. I mean – I got a record coming out, why me? Why this
week?
I couldn’t sleep. The body aches were tremendous.
This morning it reached a new level. It felt like I was hit by a
truck. I mean it took me awhile to even get out of the bed, or even
move at all. (CNN’s Dr. Sanjay Gupta describes his own bout with H1N1 here.)
truck. I mean it took me awhile to even get out of the bed, or even
move at all. (CNN’s Dr. Sanjay Gupta describes his own bout with H1N1 here.)
Then it really hit home when the doctor confirmed it was definitely
swine flu. He told me I had to be responsible and do my best to make
sure nobody gets it from me. You can feel that pressure. I was supposed
to see a lot of fans today at the signing.I’d have to tell the hotel
staff here to leave room service, towels, etc., at my door.
swine flu. He told me I had to be responsible and do my best to make
sure nobody gets it from me. You can feel that pressure. I was supposed
to see a lot of fans today at the signing.I’d have to tell the hotel
staff here to leave room service, towels, etc., at my door.
And tell my wife she couldn’t come see me for a few days.
It’s a very lonely feeling.
I wouldn’t wish this on anybody.
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