Summer Colds

It is 34 degrees outside and I have a head cold, a sore throat and an aching chest. I hate summer colds. Despite the scientific evidence that cold and flu are caused by bugs, not by actually being cold (although being cold does lower your natural immunity to these bugs, because your body works to keep warm, not to keep nasties out of your system), there is something terribly annoying and inconvenient about summer colds.

I suffer from allergies to begin with – grass and pollen, animal hair and dust – it all makes me sneeze. The allergens are around more in summer, with no rain to  clear the air and more animals moulting due to the heat; so between my allergies and this head cold, I have turned into a sniffly, snuffly whinging wreck; sleeping all day and only waking up to drink litres of orange juice and take more echinacea (Adam is such a good boy sometimes – I asked for cold and flu tablets and he got the all natural ones for me, even though they are usually hidden on a bottom shelf somewhere at our local chemist).

If you wake me up without bringing bowls of chicken soup, I will sneeze on you and give you my bugs. I’m planning to sleep until I’m better.