Colds Are Cold

There’s always that one nostril that refuses to clear up when you’re sick.

“Nope, I prefer to be congested and cause you to carry around boxes of Kleenex everywhere you go.” 

My throat feels like a dragon is breathing fire through it, but is having some serious trouble and it’s all just smokey and scratchy.

NyQuil is quite possibly my favourite item in the world right now.

 

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