Once upon a lifetime ago, there was a man who could stave off a cold by sheer force of will. He had the ability to stop that little tickle from taking root in the base of his throat just by using his head to convince his body that it doesn’t have the time or the desire to deal with the inconvenience of being ill.
Well, apparently, that man has gone and lost his mojo.
These days, that very same man can’t even kick a simple cough and cold, even though he’s had it for almost a week and usually during that time frame it starts to subside just a little bit, but it wasn’t until four straight nights of little to no sleep that the tide began to turn in his favor because of the five superball sized globs of phlegm that Fehmeen had to fish out of the back of his throat using the suction machine when he lacked the ability to hock the snot out on his own.
And although each trip to the fishing hole causes him to drool incessantly and hack cacophonously for about five minutes following, it’s the only way for him to get any relief.
The Adventures of ALS Boy 
Oooohhhh, Fehmeen, thank God you love this man! Hoping the cold is on its way out!
Ugh. Sorry, Jas – no fun. Wondering if there’s any possibility it’s allergies and not a cold? I know that mine are so bad right now, it feels exactly like a cold only itchier. Not sure that makes much difference, except a good antihistimine can do wonders… Good luck!
Lots of love coming to you from Minnesota, Jason… (and Fehmeen, too!)
There is something going around though that is pretty tough…..MIke has had his for going on three weeks.