Ever get that dreaded feeling, that scratchy warm feeling in the back of your throat, and you just know a sore throat episode is imminent? I first noticed it at about 9 am this morning, an hour after my seemingly morning ritual of snow shoveling. Sure enough, by tonight I've got a bit of a cough and a definite sore throat. Bummer!
My friend Vic tells me he always tries to predict how long his episodes will be. Well, I have to direct a 5-hour flight simulation at the Space Center on Saturday, so I better be recovering by then. During my teaching days, this sort of thing would often develop into larangitis as there's no way avoid talking a lot as a teacher. Now that I work on the computer all day, I hope I can avoid that awful phase. Nyquil will be my friend tonight.
In fact, with my reduced interaction with a school full of kids, I rarely get a cold or sore throat more than once a year now. So here's hoping this is my yearly event and I can be done with it.
Oh crud. More snow coming on Friday.