I got my first inkling something was up over the weekend. I began to sneeze. It wasn’t that “there’s dust in the air” sneeze, but a full fledged “cold” sneeze.
Quick–where are the zinc lozenges?
“Seriously?” Helaine asked, “you’re getting sick for your first day of work?”
That would have been awful. And thankfully it didn’t happen. I woke the next morning with a clear head. False alarm.
Over the past few days it’s been here then gone… here then gone… here then gone. Tonight it’s here. I think it’s finally taken up permanent residence.
Is this like getting on the 21 day disabled list retroactively? Can my seven days with a cold start last Sunday?
I am two things with a cold:
I will complain in front of Helaine and muddle through in front of everyone else.