The good news is the “death cold” is on it’s way out of my body. The bad news is that it had settled in my lungs forcing my doctor to increase my inhaler for my Asthma. I rarely took it before, once or twice a week tops. Now it’s twice a day, more if I have trouble breathing. So today it was four times. Yeah, I can breathe. Boo, I can’t sleep. I can’t even hold still, I feel like Tigger on uppers.