The wingman contracted a cold ten days ago which she subsequently passed onto me. Her symptoms were frequent sneezing, a runny nose and then pronounced nasal congestion but nothing too grievous.
Anticipating a similar experience, I was unconcerned when I too developed the symptoms of an innocuous head cold five days ago.
This morning is the first day in the past three it occurred to me as I awoke that I might not die.
At one stage I thought my head was going to explode but not until I had fractured every rib from convulsing sneezes and racking coughs spawned by floods of streaming mucus choking the life out of me. Every bone and joint ached, headaches pounded throughout the day amid drenching sweats, and delirious nights were filled with heebie-jeebie nightmares.
Clearly, the pathology of this virus mutates after incubation within a Thai national and presents life-threatening challenges to western men. The wingman poo-poos any notion of the phenomenon but I suppose such incomprehension is inevitable given their cognitive impairment.
Just giving you chaps a heads-up, this virus is a real doozie.