This is as ugly a chest cold as I've had in years. I'm seriously wondering if I am going to make it to Florida on Wednesday. If I miss ICFA, another damned thing lost to my health from the increasingly shortly list of things I still get to do. The irony, of course, is that this has nothing directly to do with cancer. (I'm not immunocompromised or anything right now.) It's just a freaking chest cold.
