As is usually the case when I travel, I caught a cold in Chicago only to have it ruin the rest of my holiday (I flew home Saturday morning). And, considering I'm pregnant, I was constantly worried that I would end up with a repeat of tonsillitis or some other fever-inducing sickness. But, instead, I just sneezed more than I ever have and blew my nose so often that it turned beat red and raw. Such fun. The only good thing about this is that I most likely won't get sick again until next Christmas.
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