I have a head cold and I must be rid of it by Saturday. I have to many things to do for the ........TADA....event!
I don't know how this happened. I carry gallons of hand sanitizer. I stay away from people. I clean my own hotel rooms - you know the germiest thing in a hotel is the remote control. I wipe down surfaces in fast food places. I do not care if I look like Howard Hughes in his late phobic years.
But still, I have a head cold. Damn, stupid myeloma! As my number climbs the rogue IgA cells crowd out the useful white blood cells that fight infection.
I'm going to surf the 'net for homemade remedies while I drink enough water to float away.