My coworkers are dropping like flies. I talked to several people today who have complained of fatigue, sore throat, etc., and I think there might even have been some weekend nausea in the mix. Our other new librarian (I'm only slightly newer than her) has been out for a few days and had to miss the conference. Her mom visited and mentioned that she didn't have a doctor yet, so I emailed her the name of mine - it sounds like she could really use one right now.
I'd like to say that I'm going strong and will pass through this sea of germs unscathed, but I'm not so sure about that. My throat has been suspiciously scratchy - since it's been this way for a couple days now and hasn't gotten much worse, I'm hoping it's just dryness or something. One of the nice things about having an actual office is that, in my mind at least, I feel a little shielded from whatever is floating around. However, my brain knows I'm probably breathing it in all day long. Ick. It could be worse I suppose - I heard there's a box of moldy books somewhere in Preservation. It makes me think of that disgusting Cowboy Bebop episode, the one with the fridge. ::shudder::