You know, it’s a funny thing I never get colds. I can’t remember the last time I had a cold.
Maybe it was Karma. For weeks, everybody I know has had a cold, “whatever it is that’s going around”, “some kind of virus I guess”, “this crud” and, I as usual, remained unscathed.
Until this week. I felt a little scratching in the back of my throat at first then, a couple of days and it was here. I thought I kicked it once but it came back with a vengeance after a productive day.
Last night, I got my NyQuil on and woke about 9:00 wheezing and in bad humor. Drank coffee for a couple of hours and went back to the rack, slept the sleep of the just until I woke to the January twilight dancing through the textured glass behind my head.
I feel better, not all the way but better.
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