I’ve been fighting an evil chest cold all week—the probable consequence of having a child in daycare and a pathetically weak immune system due to the doses of steroids I’m still taking for my eye.
Over the last couple of days, I’ve have more Gatorade, chicken soup and tea than I care to imagine. Just when I thought I was ready to give up on flushing the evil out of my system, Brandon comes through with a solution.
It’s good for what ails you!
