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Don't ask me how it happened, but last week, in the middle of a heat wave here in New York City, I came down with a bizarre flu-like virus. I'm talking coughing 'round the clock, sweating at random hours of the the work day, having absolutely no appetite -- all of the horrible things that are usually reserved for the cold days of winter.

Luckily, I was able to catch up on my sleep, and by the end of the week, I had enough energy to take care of the important things in life -- like, you know, prepare to move out of my apartment.

Of course, I didn't do any of that. Instead, as if I were in middle school all over again, I decided to stay in bed, avoid my real friends, and hang out with my true BFF, Instant Netflix. Don't ask me how it happened, but last week, in the middle of a heat wave here in New York City, I came down with a bizarre flu-like virus. I'm talking coughing 'round the clock, sweating at random hours of the the work day, having absolutely no appetite -- all of the horrible things that are usually reserved for the cold days of winter.

Luckily, I was able to catch up on my sleep, and by the end of the week, I had enough energy to take care of the important things in life -- like, you know, prepare to move out of my apartment.

Of course, I didn't do any of that. Instead, as if I were in middle school all over again, I decided to stay in bed, avoid my real friends, and hang out with my true BFF, Instant Netflix.

And in between marathons of 'Law & Order: SVU,' I saved time to watch at least one movie. My choice was 'My Best Friend's Wedding.' It was an easy one to make, because, having seen it so many times, I knew it had all of the same comfort elements contained in one of those surprisingly large DayQuil pills I had been popping all week.

The effects, of course, were instantaneous: As soon as the opening credits played, I was hooked, and by the time Julia Roberts appeared on camera with her red hair and expert food criticisms, my cough was nowhere to be found. (Yes, she's that powerful.) I even found the strength (via foot swaying) to dance along to the now-classic 'I Say a Little Prayer' scene. It was just what the doctor ordered.


But what about you, Moviefone readers? Is a good romantic comedy your ultimate get-well-soon remedy, or do you prefer to watch something else when you're sick? Post your picks below.