I’ve come down with a horrible summer cold, the kind that makes your head feel like a chunk of moist concrete. Though copious consumption of piping-hot fluids has kept me alive, I can’t claim much more than that: I had to go see Paper Mill Playhouse’s revival of Hello, Dolly! on Saturday night, but all I was good for on Sunday was sitting on the couch and watching old movies.
The good news, of course, is that I have nothing worse than a cold. This is, in fact, the first time I’ve been sick since I got out of the hospital in December. Lousy as I feel–and I do feel lousy–it’s comforting to know that this bug won’t force me to call an ambulance.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to go blow my nose. I’ll be back when I’m back.