Well, today I woke up with my nose running like a faucet and my tonsils as big as tennis balls sticking out the sides of my neck. Now my nose is still runny, but it's raw and red from being rubbed and blown a million times a day.
It's really a shame, because along with all of the nastiness that I woke up to this morning, I also woke up to my gorgeous head of hair looking as fantastic as it had when I went to bed last night. That is ridiculous. It's a very rare occasion when I wake up to my hair looking amazing. More often than not, it is smashed in some areas, and in other areas looks like Suzie's:
It's always sad when a great hair day goes to waste. I think I may be more upset about that than actually being sick.
Now I'm off to drink some tea with honey and apple cider vinegar. Yep, it's disgusting, but I'm pretty sure it worked to kick my last cold, so I'm going to give it another go.
