So, how long does the flu last this year? About a week of “I’m dying,” followed by a week of “I’m tired.” But here’s the good news: You get through it. Every single person who has ever had the flu has eventually woken up one morning feeling lighter, less congested, and ready to eat solid food again.
And when that day comes—probably around day 7 or 8—you’ll step outside, take a deep breath, and think, “Wow, I am so lucky to be alive and not coughing into my elbow.” You’ll have a new appreciation for things like “fresh air” and “not tasting everything through a layer of phlegm.” Sure, the flu is a jerk. But you? You’re a survivor. Now go drink some tea, watch a bad movie, and give yourself a hug. You’ve got this.
