OK, I've officially had enough. ENOUGH. Were it not for the invention of Mucinex DM I would have lost my mind by now... although the end may be in sight. My voice is returning to it's normal, nasally sounding vibrato as opposed to the throaty, phone sex, tumbled rock quality that it takes on when a virus invades my chest. (I would sound so much cooler if I smoked - like Kathleen Turner... but without the boozy nuance.)
Plus, why does this darn virus strap your energy so? I CANNOT get enough sleep, am dizzy about half the time I'm awake, and my brain feels short circuited.
I am ready for cold and flu season to be over.