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Outside the Wes Bubble: Norovirus Goes Viral

Wesleyan seems to have become intimately acquainted with the Gastro virus over the past few weeks, but we’re not the only ones: this virus is seriously getting around on northeastern campuses, spreading puke, diarrhea, and cramps like holiday cheer wherever it goes. It all feels a bit like Invasion of the Body Snatchers, but [spoiler alert] even Donald Sutherland succumbs in the end. So it goes.

Down at GW University in DC, health officials have identified approximately 85 cases of gastrointestinal fun, with many more likely unreported. “Hand sanitizer also continues to be supplied at stands located in high-traffic areas,” offers up the health advisory, apparently unaware that hand sanitizer is totally not sufficient to stop the spread.

What’s more, GW Norovirus has taken to Twitter to let prospective targets know what’s up:

Gastro Virus to Wesleyan: “Sup Poop-Eaters?”

Stop reading Wesleying and go wash your hands.

Last week the health center casually let us know that gastroenteritis (aka “stomach flu” aka “living hell in your bowels”) was making its rounds around Boston campuses and local healthcare facilities. A few cases had popped up at Wesleyan. No biggie. Don’t panic. Just a heads up. Wash your hands a lot. Also, transmission is “fecal-oral.” Maybe lay off eating poop for a few weeks.

This week, shit gets real. (Literally.) (Eww.)

According to the latest all-campus, the party really got going last night, when the health center began bustling with students reporting Norovirus symptoms (vomiting, diarrhea, cramps, and so on). On the bright side, the investigation is well underway: “The University will be increasing cleaning of bathrooms in dorms with high numbers of cases, collecting data about cases to identify patterns and conducting other interventions as appropriate.”

You can read Medical Director Davis Smith’s extensive posting here, but the basic (and hopefully obvious) advice is to. . . 

Vegan is for lovers

One day, in a magical land called Livejournal, a girl made a post in one of the communities of which I’m a member extolling the wonders of organic veganism. Her main point wasn’t ethical liability, or environmental consequences, or even health benefits of going vegan or organic. It was because “meat has poop in it”.

Back the love van up. Poop? You don’t want to eat meat because it has poop in it? You eat organic veggies! What do you think they use as fertilizer, rainbows and starlight?!

I tell this story because I’m a little bitter for a reason that admittedly has little to do with morons on the internet, and that reason is because Vegan Cafe gave me fucking food poisoning so miserable that I thought I had caught The Gastro. Is that going to stop me from eating at Vegan? Hell no. The food may be overpriced, the line long, the scale broken, and now it may even make me sick as a dog, but it’s so damn good that I just can’t help but pile more mushroom ragu in my rapidly disintegrating recycled paper container thingamajig. Unfortunately there is no sarcasm here; My decision-making abilities are that bad.

By popular request

You guys would tell me if you got sick of me posting plushies, right? …Riiiight?

Anyways, these babies are old news, but considering that college dormitories are really just giant incubators’o’sick, it’s still sort of relevant. Sort of. Okay, maybe it’s not at all, but I’m a science major*, so I’m going to post giant microbes and all y’all humanities folks can take your Ayn Rand and shove it.

But right, so, Thinkgeek sells diseases of the polyester-blend sort. Because if you’re going to be surrounded by germs 24/7, they might as well be cuddle-worthy. Here are a few with which you might get aquainted in the next four years:

Stomachache: No one knows which deep, dark corner of Mocon these guys call their home. Could it be the sandwich line guacamole? Or maybe the questionable cottage cheese in the salad bar? My bet is on the lox that they spread on rice and tried to pass off as sushi during the “cultural” Christmas dinner.

The Flu: A.K.A. the one bug I always manage to catch during winter finals, leaving me trekking to the science center through a foot of snow at midnight wearing five layers of sweaters, carrying three textbooks, dragging along a fleece blanket and clutching a hot water bottle to my stomach while wondering in my robotussin-induced stupor, “If I get hit by a bus, will I still have to take my exam?“. Me? Bitter? Noooo.

Pimple: Proof that puberty, at least for some people, does not end when your armpit hair stops growing in. Finally, you can embrace your acne instead of dumping chemicals on it. Go on, give it a squeeze.

(Did you laugh? Okay, fuck you too.)

Bad Breath: So you have something to blame for not getting any make-out action at the Tomb last night.

Mono: …Or if you did manage to hook up, now’s the time to suffer the consequences. (See also: Gonorrhea, Syphilis, HIV**)

And finally, the most notorious Wesleyan bug of all:

The Bookworm: This is the kid in your class who says “Dostoyevsky” more often than “gesundheit”; the one who reads things like this instead of People Magazine at the beach and works through their Organic Chemistry textbook over summer for shits and giggles (I’M LOOKING AT YOU, LAINA). You love them, you hate them, maybe you are them. In which case I don’t know whether to pat you on the back or punch you in the mouth***.

*Neuroscience and Behavior, represent!
**HIV is not funny, go get tested, etc
***I’m not a bitch, I swear. Bless you bookworms, you give me hope for the future. But come on–Organic chemistry?!?!

(P.S. Humanities majors, do not fret–They make toys for you, too. Here, have a Nietzsche; or would you prefer Virginia Woolf?)

Holly adds: Two popular Wesleyan diseases not represented in the plush are gastroenteritis and rabies as mentioned in our Dorm Living FAQZ. I have taken it upon myself as a public service to show you what they would look like using my awesome mspaint skillz.

Or as Xue views it…