It's only a mild form of emetophobia

You know, no one ever wants to be sick. No one ever looks forward to it. But I used to not think about it much. I washed my hands and avoided bathroom doors. I had good hygiene practices. But I didn't really think about "oh no am I gonna catch that?" (Well except during finals week)
It started at the end of my pregnancy. It's hard enough to breathe right? So I started to feel concerned about catching a cold. My sleep positions were already limited. But I avoided it.
Then, two weeks postpartum, I got the flu. I hadn't had the flu in . . . I don't even know how many years. YEARS though. And there I was with a new baby + a day or so very ill (It was a sure fire way to get me to go to sleep in between all feedings though).
Ever since that day - I think about it now. People cough at church and I pull in closer to myself. I break out the Purell before and after a trip to the grocery store. I use it like 5 times if I have to use the restroom at a restaurant. I wash up before handling the baby after going almost anywhere.
If there is one thing I know, it's that I never want to be sick EVER AGAIN (It's okay you can laugh). It should be outlawed for parents of babies or young children (now you can get up off the floor). Being the mom and being sick just do not go together.
Of course I know this is ludicrous. I'm only on my first child. She's going to get bigger, go to playgroups and then school and bring home -sigh- everything under the sun. And I can't run around after her and any other children with a bottle of Lysol all day (you just watch me try).
But I AM going to do my darnedest to avoid THE FLU myself (okay, seriously, STOP LAUGHING NOW).
I know a mother of five who is going through a sick cycle. She asked me if I want one of the bubbles she is going to invent. I think I need to get in on this research. Never mind how I would be a billionaire. Talk about better than Airborne.