I'm sure I have one of the world's lowest illness thresholds, having let this damn cold linger the way it has. However, I do think I can finally say with some confidence that I have turned the corner and am somewhat on the mend.
My head and neck no longer ache, which is a major bonus. I still have the four-pack-a-day-smoker cough, but the fits don't last quite as long, and other than the fact that I think I bruised my diaphragm with the violent hornking over the past few days, I'm feeling almost human.
I'm still slothing around on the couch (thank the Lord for daily infusions of Stacy and Clinton and their grossly misguided subjects), but tonight I think I'm going to step it up and make some Thai-inspired new recipes for dinner.
If I can't cough it out, surely I can spicy-Thai-chile my way to health.