My mild cold, sniffles and an itchy throat, has erupted into a fullblown germ fug that surrounds me as I sit sneezing and hacking and feeling horrible. The recirculated air of yesterday's planes made my entire body freak out.
And now I'm at work. Why did I decide to work the day after I got back from Florida? I'm not in any sort of condition to function beyond a sluglike existance.