I’ll make it short.
I had the makings of one hell of a nasty cold yesterday. The golf-ball-in-the- throat issue, the sneezing-all-sorts-of-radioactive-material thing. You get the idea. Anyhoo, this morning (and once since) I swabbed my tender shnoz with Zicam and…um…where’s the party? As of about six hours later, I feel great, fine, totally cold-free. (You just swab it in your beak, so I’m not drugged up on Nyquil feelin’ no pain).
That is all.