And no, I don't feel any better. I wish I could just sleep through this and wake up and it would all be over. But no, I apparently have to suffer. And DH is feeling guilty because this came from him. I knew last week when he came home from work early that this would happen. I was good about washing my hands, using my neti pot and taking zinc. But that dratted rhinovirus got me anyway.
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