Okay- I know enough about the human immune system to know you don't get a cold from being cold. But never-the-less I seem to have come down with the black plague/leprosy/consumption/cold and am dying.
I have read many a comment about how men tend to over-rate their discomforts, but I feel sick. No really. I wake up with the sniffles or even worse, COUGHING in the middle of the night! I am used to sleeping the sleep of the self righteous, so this is no small matter of concern to me.
On the plus side, Juanita brought in the firewood. And made me HOMEMADE chicken noodle soup!
I may try this again someday.