Just don't panic, Babycakes. That'll just make it worse. You're a tough, tenacious little thing and there's no way in hell you're dying of a friggin' monster flu. Archangels do not go down like that, and you've got the soul of an archangel even if you don't have the wings yet. Fight it off as best you can and do what the doctors say even if they act like they wouldn't know their ass from a hole in the ground.

Jesus H. Christ, when did I get so Hallmark-y?