This article - from 1998, in the New York times - though rather old - confirms what I expected - which seems apropos, since this week's show is about expectations.
I have had a cold brewing for a while now, & my stress levels have been high for a few weeks, & having to worry about & care for an old dog seem to have let the cold germs in.
It makes me want to ask, "Why haven't we cured the common cold?"
I was content, for the last twenty-four hours, to let it run its course - & was feeling that I'd just sleep for a day. But the wife decided to get me medicine - including that strange concoction called NyQuil, which is about as old as I am, & which has been with me my entire life. & when I take medicine - & by the way, I'm all for medicine over pseudoscientific potions & the like - when I take medicine, I forget how effective medicine is.
This hasn't been a terrible cold. I don't (yet) have a runny nose or a terrible cough. But I did sleep half the day & I have been sucking cough drops since yesterday, so my mouth feels like it's filled with vaguely cherry-tasting phlegm.
I'm working on my show, though. My expectation is that I'll have it finished. At least I expect to.
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