Mary Fallin won. It made me sick.

On Monday night, I developed a runny nose and little sore throat. "No Big Deal," I thought, "I'm probably coming down with my annual fall cold. It happens every year. I'll be alright."

Fast forward 24-hours later and I'm laying on my couch with a 102.8-degree fever, huddled underneath a pile of blankets, shaking from the chills, and watching this...