I have a cold. I have had it for a few days. It has progressed inside of me, though mainly staying in my throat. My sinuses are swollen which makes my teeth ache.
Tonight, on the air, I sounded throaty and husky – like a very pale Barry White. My friend Scot sent me an email
I like the Barry White comparison better.
Why is there no cure for the common cold? It would seem this is the goose that lays golden eggs for the pharmaceutical house that figures it out. As it is, there’s nothing to do other than complain.
Actually, that’s not quite true. Helaine has given me a vial of “Airborne Formula.” Reading the label tells me it’s a blast of vitamins. There are also 17 herbs and nutrients. Helaine is well meaning, but the only thing this is doing is giving me expensive urine!
Whenever I get a cold, I hear, “There’s a lot of that going around.” No! I don’t want that. I want to be the only sufferer – the ultimate sufferer. I want sympathy, not to know I’m in some huge group of equally pathetic people.
Years ago… almost 20 years ago… when I used to smoke cigarettes, colds were awful. They lasted longer and stayed buried in my chest. Just quitting smoking made a huge difference. That was an unexpected benefit of being smoke free.
Of course there’s the question of whether you should come to work or not when you have a cold. There’s no definitive line. It’s all a matter of nuance.
I’m well enough to work. I’d feel guilty getting paid and sitting around the house. On the other hand, what if I in turn infect someone, allowing them to experience this cold and then pass it on.
It’s all a vicious cycle.