Cough and Splutter

The human body is truly remarkable--- remarkably disgusting, that is. I haven't been sick for roughly 1/2 a year, and I've already forgotten how painful it was. I was about to congratulate myself on how I had almost lasted the entire winter without catching cold, but nooooo, I'm at home, drinking something like 250mL of water every hour, because my throat hurts that bad. I've almost forgotten how painful it feels to be afflicted by sickness... and I did not want to be reminded, either.

My one consolation is "at least I don't have to go to school", but I'd rather go to school than to be sick at home.  I've been lying around in bed for most of the day, croaking that "I'm dying" like a patient with terminal cancer. Then I finally got out and went to badminton, and I was convinced for a while that exercise will lead to swift recovery (not sure it has any scientific basis though). Well, whether it's superstition or just urban legend, I wasn't unwilling to try, considering how I'd been rotting in bed for most of the day.

Now I'm back, and I can only say I feel a fuckload worse. My throat still burns, but to top it all off, my nose started running like a broken tap. Dad went away on a business trip, and I would be ecstatic (I guess I am), except he took the entire cabinet of cold medicine with him. Apparently before he left he felt that he was catching cold, but what I don't understand is why he took all the cold medicine in the house. Goddammit.

I'd love to take another day off school tomorrow, in fact I probably need it more than I did today. Too bad I have legitimate classes tomorrow... Guess I'll just have to tough it out.

...Why isn't there a cure for the common cold? I'm so sick I almost wrote "why isn't there a cold for the common cure?"

Hot doctors. That's the cure.