Nobody likes it and neither do I: it feels so powerless and seems to always be coming by at the wrong time.
I'm not sure what is going on with me but with 6 little cold sores, I'm up for something bad. Normally it's the starting point. Then the sickness starts to hit me bad until I can't take it anymore and have to go to the doctor and stop working so I can slow down and rest.
I really hope it's not too bad cause I need to work. I love my job and since lately there's not so much of it, I'd take what I can get. Getting out of the house is really energizing and rewarding, even though I'm a real homebody.