I’m usually pretty healthy. I eat well (except for maybe a little too much coffee ice cream). I get a flu shot every year, and I wash my hands at all the right times. Except for a knee replacement twelve years ago and an emergency appendectomy, I don’t recall ever taking a sick day at work. In the last couple of months, I sailed through surgery and radiation with no down time whatsoever.
So when I thought I might be coming down with a cold the other day, I took whatever I usually take for oncoming colds, grabbed a handful of tissues and walked two miles with a friend. Since then, I’ve barely been able to get off the sofa.
To all you cold sufferers out there: I feel your pain.