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… how much I hate getting sick?

Specifically getting a cold?

Like I have today?

calvinThis started on Friday when I woke up … throat scratchy … mild soreness … and the occasional sneeze here and there.

So I immediately took a Zinc lozenge. Just like they tell you to.

And once again, I am struck by the fact that a regular cold takes seven days to get through, but one treated with Zinc only takes one week.

Cancelling all my Friday plans, I once more escaped to the lake for one last weekend.

I figured I could lay in bed looking out at the lake just as easily as I could lay in bed looking at the four walls of my house.

Turns out most everyone up there had a cold, too. Go figure.

The oddest thing, though, happened in the middle of the night … Saturday night … as I was awake and reading the latest book.

Main Character in love with long time friend … his Mother deeply moved by something or another … and the line “As she reached for a tissue …”

At exactly the moment that I read “As she reached for a tissue …” my nose opened the floodgates … and as Calvin said in the strip above … I started leaking brain fluid. Well, maybe it was only the cold. But it started running out of my nose.

Like a faucet.

And it has not stopped since.

Add a liberal dosage of sneezing and watery eyes and you pretty much have the picture of what I look like right about now.

No, I am not posting a picture.

I just want you to feel really, really sorry for me.

*sneezes*

Any chance this will be gone by tomorrow night for my radio shift?