I’m prone to mosquito bites – be it my warm blood, sweet scent, or bad luck – something drives those scoundrels directly toward my ankles. I’ve feared H1N1, survived the bird flu scare, and made it beyond mad cow disease. I am not messing with Zika.
Recently went to British Columbia for a week vacation, bypassing any interest in going to a more tropical place. The virus seems to be spreading rapidly – 500+ in NYC alone already.