The View From The Foothills

There’s nothing heroic about having a cold, and that’s especially
true of this cold. There’s nothing particularly awful about it; no sore
throat, no wracking coughs, no wheezing–just a general lack of energy and
gumption and sinuses that spontaneously congest whenever you sit down for
two minutes together–regardless of the medication you take. Oh, and a
fever, sometimes. And it doesn’t go
away. I’ve had it since Thursday, and the lack of energy for a couple of
days before that. Dave has had it for over a week, though James seems to
have finally kicked it. And for all I know, this is the same bug that had me
a couple of weeks ago and a couple of weeks before that. From what
my sister-in-law the nurse tells me, it simply takes forever to go away.

And sometimes it goes away and comes back as pneumonia. What fun!
So you have to take it easy and try to stay healthy and not offend the bug
too much, so that it will leave happily.

Ugh.