Sickness and Jordan

With the Coronavirus scare going around right now, I feel like I should have some kind of story to tell you about Jordan and being sick. But the truth of the matter is, I don't remember him getting sick a whole lot.
I'm sure he did, just as much as any other kid. But my memories of being sick are almost always me, because I was (and still am) a huge hypochondriac, terrified of every illness.
What I do remember is that my brother was really tough. I recall him getting sick once before recess when he was in elementary school. He didn't want to be forced to leave school before getting to go outside and play, so he supposedly threw up inside his own jacket to conceal the fact he was sick.
But the closest "sick" story I have off the top of my head was when he fractured his leg. That happened when he was maybe twelve years old, and it happened while he was playing soccer. 
It took him out of sports and other activities he loved for months. For awhile, he was stuck on the couch in the living room because it was too much of a hassle to hobble and down stairs. But, as far as I remember, he wasn't the kind of person to let this get him too down.
Oh, I remember him complaining that his leg itched under the cast. Or how much of a pain it was to have to go to the bathroom when he could hardly move his leg. But he didn't fall into some kind of depression over it, and he eventually recovered just fine.
I can't help but think that, if he were to look at what's going on today, he would think we're all being silly. He would laugh at the people rushing to the grocery stores to stock up on toilet paper. He'd probably have some poop joke about why they "need" so much of it. And you can bet, if it were fishing season right now, he'd absolutely be taking advantage of lakes emptied by people hiding out in their houses.
I can practically hear him saying, "Well, that's just more for me, then."

-Amanda J. Tucker

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