Misery, Thy Name Is Sniffles
Even after taking daily doses of Vitamin C and all that immune boosting jazz, I have still managed to catch a cold. It sucks. What's the point of taking all that stuff if doesn't do anything??? My head feels like it's stuffed with cotton balls. My nose, well I'll spare you the graphics on that, and my throat feels and sounds like sand paper. Yum yum! Now, I'm just vegging on the coach with the tea, lots of tissues, my computer, and the TV. What else could I need on a sick day? Thank goodness it's Sunday, and there's lots of foot-ball to keep me company. I couldn't even begin to write about serious stuff right now. I can barely remember my name. I hate colds. There's nothing you can do about them. Yuck!