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Woe. My sore throat had flowered into a full-fledged cold. I am going to make some tea and take to my bed. Tomorrow I will have to buy lemons and whiskey, as the whiskey I have in unsuitable for hot toddies.
And again, woe.
And again, woe.
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But I hope you, too, feel better soon.
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Heh. A Classic Cold! which obviously requires good old fashioned treatment: Chicken soup, mustard compresses for the throat, and liberal amounts of warmed, sweetened alcohol.
I should have gone out and stocked up on rum.