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8:39am on Sunday, 8th February, 2026:
Anecdote
Two weeks ago, I caught a cold. It was something of a streamer, but I was over it by the time we wento to Yorkshire. The grandson caught it off me and was also over it, but then it seemed to come back. It was a different infection, though. I caught it off him, as did pretty well everyone else who came into contact with him.
This one isn't all about a runny nose. It's all about a cough and leaden limbs. It could even be influenza. I know it's not COVID-19, because I did a self-test, but I've had it for a week now and am still coughing. Not only am I coughing, but I'm coughing stuff up. It's very disagreeable.
This morning I got up at 5:45 so my coughing didn't keep my wife awake as well. After hoiking up matter so thick it was chewy, I settled down a bit and actually got some sleep. I'll try get some more during the day. Hopefully, next time my left eye won't be sealed shut when I awaken from some kind of crusty eye glue.
None of this is the worst part, though.
Some of the phlegm has attached itself to my larynx, taking away most of my voice. I can't even say things as simple as "it isn't empty" without my wife having to ask what I said, because all she heard was "emp".
This started yesterday, and I was hoping I'd be able to talk properly today, but if anything it's worse. Gaah!
The podcast interview I have scheduled for 3pm is not looking good....
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