Yesterday morning my throat was so bad that in half-asleep mode I convinced myself it was clearly tonsilitis / something worse, and nothing would ever be the same again. Obviously this was craziness, and two aspirin got rid of it completely for a few hours. Later in the day it became obvious it had been precursor to a cold, and I now have copious amounts of what I can only assume is melted brain leaking from my nose, plus a distant ringing in my years. Lemsip, happily, completely saves the day. It’s actually a fair bit better this morning, so hopefully I’ll be fine for mountain climbing at the weekend.
Had a bad night’s sleep, and this morning my throat is swollen to the extent I can’t speak properly. Feeling pretty crappy to go with it, but that could be a) real b) in my head because I know I’m a bit poorly – it wasn’t like that overnight, after all c) because I haven’t eaten. The doctors is fully booked until Thursday afternoon, annoyingly, so I guess I’ll go find some syrup or something and see how it goes.