This is easily the worst cold of my adult life. We're about twelve days in for me now, about six days on for Lisa Costello. In that time I've enjoyed fever, chills, nausea, chest congestion, deep/wet coughs, nasal congestion, sore throat, croaky voice, loss of appetite, under sleeping, oversleeping, bad sleep, headache, and eye ache. Plus some things I've surely forgotten. As well as the usual lower GI festivities which always bedevil my days. As we have become a plague house, one of our forthcoming visitors has rightly cancelled, and another is on notice.
I am somewhat on the mend, and consider myself upgraded to merely wretched and largely incapacitated. Which trust me, is a substantial improvement over recent days.
On the very down side, danjite seems to have also contracted this horrible cold. So we've got it going on both sides of the world.
I for one blame New Zealand's national fetish for unheated bathrooms and bedrooms . Breathing cold, damp air all night makes it really hard for me, at least, to stay ahead of this kind of respiratory infection once it starts to set in.