Hate them with a fiery passion.
I can't smell anything, can't taste hardly anything, I'm cold all the time, I keep coughing up catarrh, having uncontrollable sneezing fits, and getting spinny-headed! Aaaargh!
Whatever anyone says, though, I am not putting my feet in a bowl of hot water and mustard. I feel bad enough already without having mustardy feet. I'm not drinking Lemsip either. That stuff tastes like chemical doom.
Mum had this too. She was OK in about a week. So, at least this won't last long.
I just want to know, why couldn't Ian catch it instead of me?
This is not a charitable attitude, but it is very hard to be charitable with a head cold.
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