Okay, before you start looking like freaking Rudolph, you awake one night to the feeling that someone has struck a match at the back of your throat.
AAAGGGHHH, is this a cold coming on??
If you're able to fall back to sleep with your throat on fire, you'll wake up the next morning semi-deaf, and sneezing your brains out. Oh, it is, indeed, a cold. Lucky me!
"Common" or not, it's a bitch to contend with because after the deafness comes a complete shutdown of your taste buds. "Oh, was that red-hot tabasco sauce on my scrambled eggs? Why, I didn't taste a thing!"
Then comes the helium balloon-head, attached to your neck by the thinnest of strings. After buying $1,000 worth of cold supplies ~ from nose drops to 'Breathe-Right Strips' (that cause your nostrils to look like red caves...) to 40 boxes of tissues to cough medicine, ad infinitum, your voice becomes either becomes thick and raspy or disappears altogether.
But people say "You sound sexy!" Really? Well, I feel like crap on a cracker, but thanks anyway...
And when the cold seems to be on its nasty way out, you develop a hacking cough that could wake up the dead 50 miles away. Charming...
Forget about putting a man on the moon. How is it even possible that we're now able to SKYPE with people around the world, but continue to suffer the common (and uncommon) cold?
There's an old saying about colds..."One week coming, one week with you, and one week leaving."
So far, I'm only into my second day of "with you" and I am not looking forward to what's up next.
If you have a cold, God bless you!
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