The Cold That Would Not Die
It lulled me into believing my barrage of over-the-counters was working. It waited patiently for me to let down my guard. Sneaky bastard. I blame the boys' day care (and the college I work at).
I have visions of anthropomorphisized bacteria and viruses frolicking around in pure viral/bacterial ecstasy, bathing on the skin and in the ever present snot of the children.
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