A yucky cold story

WARNING – some of you might think the following is TMI (too much information). Read on at your own risk!


I am just getting over a cold. Had it for about a week now, and can’t wait to be rid of it. I am not a good sick person.

The other night I had quite a restless night of sleep. I keep a fan next to my side of the bed that blows across my upper body and head to help keep me cooler. At one point I woke up to what seemed like something wet splashing across my face. My first thought was that the monsoon rains had begun, and we now had a new leak in our roof, right on to my head. Great grief!

But no, that was not it. After waking up a bit more, I realized it was snot, dripping steadily from my nose, and as it was falling the air from the fan was blowing it – right back into my face and splashing on to my cheek before falling on to my pillow – which was by now soaked with my ‘nose nectar’. Pretty gross – even by my own usually low standards.

So there you have it. TMI. I warned you.