I have a cold. Helaine has a COLD. I can’t remember her ever having one like this. She can’t either. She has the cold all others will be judged by!
How many times have I said that today?
Is there a daily max? Is there a statute of limitations? Can one be overblessed?
If it’s a double sneeze do you get blessed twice?
Am I even vaguely qualify to toss out blessings?
The feds say Americans get around a billion colds a year. They also say there is no cure. No joke.
Adults aren’t supposed to run a fever with a cold. Helaine is the exception. I didn’t need a thermometer to figure that out. I have standard daddy powers which include temperature sensing.
Four years ago the Times published a story on the common cold and revealed,
“We are now quite certain that we see the Achilles’ heel, and that a very effective treatment for the common cold is at hand,” said Stephen B. Liggett, an asthma expert at the University of Maryland.”
Tick, tick, tick. I’m waiting.
The real problem for Helaine is she can’t stop being the caretaker. It is a force more powerful than the cold and much less common. I can tell her to take it easy, but it falls on stuffed ears.
I hope she starts getting better tomorrow.