Yesterday, as dawn broke over the first day of my two-week break from work, the tickle started in the back of my throat, and by the middle of the day it had become a full-stage miserable dripping coughing sneezing where’s-the-Kleenex cold.
Timing is everything.
Thanks in advance for all the advice on remedies and comforts. I’m drinking enough water to make my kidneys sue for separate maintenance, and I’m resigned to the fact that there’s nothing you can do but ride it out. So I will, with the cold comfort that I’m not using up any sick days.
I’d settle down and watch TV, but Gov. Chris Christie was on Morning Joe, and he’s enough to make me wish for reruns of Barney & Friends.