Yesterday was pretty much a lost day for me. My throat got that peculiar tickle it gets when I’m about to Come Down With A Cold. By mid-day, my face was burning up and my whole body was achy. Fortunately, it was at this time that my beautiful wife leapt into action. She whipped up an extremely healthy veggie soup which may or may not have tasted delcious (I could’t taste much, but it probably was delicious), got me some orange juice and gatorade and cough drops, and made me a little nest on the sofa. Her actions bore fruit in less than twelve hours: Most of the symptoms have faded and, while I don’t feel good, I don’t feel bad enough to stay home from work.
I’m sure my employer will send their regards.
I really am spoilt to a ridiculous degree.