Oh dear! 4 days in and I still have lively coughing and a voice that has gone south for the winter! (Mind I can talk, I just sound like maybe I've been rather badly concealing the fact that I'm a teenage boy who's voice has finally bRoKeN...)
You never, ever appreciate your health quite so much as when you're sick! Suddenly you remember romping through meadows (a classic one with green, green grass and little wee dandelions all about - let's do this right), taking in deep lungfuls of air without then coughing and hacking them up, breathing through your nose without sounding like a blocked loo pipe...
Such magical moments!
And now you sit, huddled in a ball of sniffly misery, and wonder if life will ever be that way again? Or if you're doomed to spend an eternity with a body that does the Rumba each time you try breath in and a nose that runs so much it holds a record in the 100m dash!
You then compliment yourself on you're talent for extreme melodrama!
So to everyone out there who's a little under the weather and not up to 100% on the fuel gauge, here's to a speedy recovery! For ALL of us!!
*COUGH!*
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