Bloody hell I'd forgotten how rough a cold can make you feel!
I know in the grand scheme of things I'm incredibly lucky and I'm v pleased it's not Covid (negative PCR and 2 negative LFTs) but I'm still feeling sorry for myself.
Think this must be the worst I've felt with a cold for years and years. It's never ending. Just when I think it's going it moves to a new part of me. Newly my chest which has made me sound like a cartoon character on zooms all day.
DP dared to suggest I was being dramatic and that it was 'just a cold' early and I burst into tears... definitely not helping that dramatic look...
Any tips of how to shift this beast any faster? Old wives tales etc? My boss said wrap a smelly sock round your throat... apparently an oldie but a goodie