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This has been the total week from hell.  Work has seriously sucked and now I have a cold.  My throat feels like I have swallowed razor blades and now I am starting to feel a tightness in my chest, indicating that crud is now beginning to creep in there.  I have a prescription for a great decongestant, but I am too tired to go and get it filled.  Maybe I can get my mother to do that for me... and make me soup.  I need soup.  At least I did leave work early today.  If I didn't, my secretary would have picked me up and carried me home.  All morning I head her say, "I'm sorry.  She is getting ready to leave for a doctor's appointment because she is really sick.  Can I get another counselor to help you?"  She's a good woman and a good friend.  Why can't this medicine just kick in and let me go to sleep again already?