Despite having a flu jab, I’m not so naive to think I’m immune from the nasty bugs which prey on our weakened faltering systems.
It got me last week. But it’s not straightforward.
I cannot do a full blooded whole breath cough. My muscles have neither the control or the power for one of those cathartic explosions that only a full blooded cough can give.
I now have to wind up to it with intense little wheezy barks until I can go for the full monty.
Logic says that if we can battle with MS then even one of these current persistent strains is a breeze.
Not so. It’s cold cubed.
Do your worst you beast. You didn’t stop me from travelling last Friday. I found the necessary strength and lift to the station to do what I wanted. Now I’m on home soil. Get back in your box.